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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1112 | 2010-04-07 14:25:57 | 52.36 | |
| 817 | 2010-02-23 11:00:13 | 62.77 | |
| 787 | 2010-02-22 10:52:12 | 40.26 | |
| 702 | 2010-02-21 01:12:37 | 49.53 | |
| 446 | 2009-11-22 22:25:31 | 48.71 | |
| 435 | 2009-11-22 21:51:05 | 47.46 |