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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 486 | 2012-05-05 16:06:03 | 94.65 | 96% |
| 425 | 2012-04-29 19:03:02 | 103.35 | 97% |
| 150 | 2012-01-07 17:58:52 | 93.01 | 96% |