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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1261 | 2009-11-22 11:09:13 | 54.49 | |
| 1242 | 2009-11-21 16:45:54 | 63.44 | |
| 1066 | 2009-11-01 15:20:18 | 56.74 | |
| 858 | 2009-08-11 10:28:19 | 54.44 | |
| 549 | 2009-06-17 17:39:07 | 47.79 | |
| 302 | 2009-05-30 20:14:57 | 55.29 |