Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves - the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2013-07-03 20:35:20 | 126.35 | 96% |
| 1002 | 2013-06-18 18:59:52 | 134.55 | 99% |
| 865 | 2013-06-11 11:33:15 | 125.70 | 99% |
| 272 | 2013-05-25 17:48:53 | 135.78 | 100% |