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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2009-05-05 15:53:56 | 40.29 | |
| 165 | 2008-11-16 06:12:26 | 36.40 | |
| 151 | 2008-11-15 19:35:15 | 35.33 | |
| 100 | 2008-11-15 04:00:21 | 35.31 | |
| 35 | 2008-11-03 17:22:46 | 31.69 |