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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1120 | 2010-03-21 18:33:11 | 126.65 | |
| 889 | 2010-03-17 10:21:43 | 50.52 | |
| 679 | 2010-03-14 13:07:07 | 122.81 | |
| 349 | 2010-03-12 11:40:24 | 119.59 | |
| 336 | 2010-03-12 11:28:29 | 117.60 | |
| 191 | 2010-03-12 04:08:20 | 121.91 | |
| 79 | 2010-03-12 00:58:52 | 122.17 | |
| 25 | 2010-03-11 13:00:06 | 113.20 |