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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1099 | 2010-05-12 01:15:11 | 78.61 | |
| 955 | 2010-04-28 01:31:33 | 61.64 | |
| 892 | 2010-04-23 03:00:04 | 68.02 | |
| 713 | 2010-04-21 03:23:26 | 70.47 |