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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 765 | 2009-06-09 16:35:37 | 86.00 | |
| 627 | 2009-06-01 18:09:15 | 83.06 | |
| 536 | 2009-06-01 14:16:27 | 80.85 | |
| 185 | 2009-05-05 14:20:20 | 87.21 | |
| 167 | 2009-05-01 20:57:41 | 75.65 |