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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 678 | 2011-12-31 06:55:51 | 62.55 | 99% |
| 581 | 2011-12-14 07:07:34 | 60.27 | 100% |
| 483 | 2011-12-02 08:26:31 | 56.83 | 97% |
| 373 | 2010-12-03 08:26:39 | 52.88 | |
| 135 | 2010-11-22 17:15:03 | 53.25 |