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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 649 | 2009-07-20 21:44:52 | 35.93 | |
| 605 | 2009-07-16 02:07:14 | 32.79 | |
| 582 | 2009-07-16 01:20:39 | 27.15 | |
| 255 | 2009-07-03 04:58:54 | 27.55 |