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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1862 | 2010-03-23 15:30:06 | 73.51 | |
| 1246 | 2010-03-13 18:59:16 | 85.68 | |
| 1116 | 2010-03-11 04:22:04 | 72.77 | |
| 1040 | 2010-03-10 18:15:57 | 86.28 | |
| 637 | 2010-03-04 05:00:38 | 78.10 | |
| 541 | 2010-03-03 20:45:12 | 88.77 | |
| 303 | 2010-02-15 03:37:25 | 92.03 |