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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 312 | 2011-06-22 10:39:51 | 56.33 | 94% |
| 299 | 2011-06-22 09:07:43 | 53.56 | 91% |
| 284 | 2011-06-21 11:00:57 | 54.27 | 94% |
| 79 | 2011-05-29 02:53:22 | 40.95 | 87% |
| 66 | 2011-05-28 12:36:41 | 49.32 | 91% |
| 21 | 2011-05-27 12:45:04 | 44.62 | 89% |