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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1142 | 2009-09-05 15:07:07 | 115.86 | |
| 964 | 2009-08-30 23:23:37 | 106.45 | |
| 730 | 2009-08-26 07:49:07 | 124.86 | |
| 489 | 2009-08-19 01:28:26 | 116.31 | |
| 323 | 2009-08-15 23:16:18 | 106.64 |