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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 77 | 2009-08-04 02:30:57 | 102.73 | |
| 62 | 2009-08-04 01:34:27 | 106.97 | |
| 21 | 2008-10-23 07:56:12 | 92.46 | |
| 8 | 2008-08-13 19:32:00 | 81.09 |