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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2088 | 2009-05-09 22:23:05 | 86.59 | |
| 1633 | 2009-03-19 17:48:48 | 77.45 | |
| 1573 | 2009-03-14 21:58:51 | 95.38 | |
| 809 | 2009-02-17 17:22:11 | 94.71 | |
| 482 | 2009-02-11 21:57:49 | 66.02 | |
| 282 | 2009-02-09 19:41:54 | 74.91 |