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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 972 | 2011-01-27 10:57:39 | 75.06 | |
| 749 | 2011-01-03 14:46:48 | 61.13 | |
| 438 | 2010-12-16 09:17:52 | 67.40 | |
| 234 | 2010-12-12 21:19:31 | 49.59 |