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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1577 | 2010-10-29 14:39:01 | 117.68 | |
| 1390 | 2010-09-12 05:09:08 | 106.43 | |
| 608 | 2010-06-23 12:47:23 | 80.13 | |
| 501 | 2010-06-14 03:46:01 | 104.17 |