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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1490 | 2011-07-18 06:26:32 | 57.20 | 94% |
| 993 | 2010-07-24 08:43:04 | 57.30 | |
| 700 | 2010-05-31 08:58:03 | 49.89 | |
| 352 | 2010-04-22 04:04:55 | 41.44 |