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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1302 | 2010-06-05 08:59:45 | 113.94 | |
| 787 | 2010-05-30 02:18:08 | 109.92 | |
| 632 | 2010-05-28 09:31:52 | 112.45 | |
| 430 | 2010-05-25 07:25:34 | 99.52 |