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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2011-05-05 20:50:35 | 88.82 | 97% |
| 933 | 2011-04-21 18:59:09 | 94.07 | |
| 368 | 2011-03-16 19:08:50 | 96.90 | |
| 66 | 2011-03-12 06:09:34 | 79.63 | |
| 48 | 2011-03-11 19:57:34 | 76.38 |