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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1252 | 2009-12-01 23:41:52 | 57.99 | |
| 1195 | 2009-11-13 15:32:09 | 56.55 | |
| 1057 | 2009-11-02 16:56:07 | 52.05 | |
| 843 | 2009-10-21 15:43:49 | 56.93 | |
| 631 | 2009-10-10 14:21:04 | 51.13 | |
| 477 | 2009-10-06 14:38:53 | 42.44 | |
| 431 | 2009-10-03 18:30:35 | 53.20 |