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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1050 | 2010-04-18 19:55:54 | 68.17 | |
| 1040 | 2010-04-12 17:23:02 | 67.75 | |
| 909 | 2010-01-02 21:06:50 | 59.89 | |
| 896 | 2009-12-23 22:55:34 | 68.88 | |
| 239 | 2008-10-23 21:04:00 | 43.79 | |
| 75 | 2008-10-10 16:56:42 | 60.28 |