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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1762 | 2009-06-03 10:10:31 | 34.18 | |
| 1246 | 2009-05-25 07:34:26 | 33.48 | |
| 1080 | 2009-05-23 11:04:26 | 34.22 | |
| 1039 | 2009-05-22 18:39:09 | 29.20 | |
| 678 | 2009-05-08 21:58:46 | 26.29 | |
| 596 | 2009-05-07 12:26:52 | 29.75 | |
| 334 | 2009-04-21 16:15:21 | 29.78 |