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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1360 | 2010-07-19 23:07:04 | 41.75 | |
| 331 | 2009-07-08 02:57:00 | 32.98 | |
| 223 | 2009-07-06 05:18:05 | 38.35 | |
| 59 | 2009-07-03 03:09:06 | 32.28 |