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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1173 | 2010-09-06 12:27:15 | 71.79 | |
| 1101 | 2010-07-19 17:50:55 | 72.06 | |
| 663 | 2010-01-10 13:39:45 | 56.69 | |
| 466 | 2009-10-21 11:36:03 | 64.44 | |
| 194 | 2009-08-03 13:02:13 | 69.38 |