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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 907 | 2008-12-02 15:34:53 | 68.96 | |
| 757 | 2008-10-22 14:13:41 | 73.57 | |
| 622 | 2008-10-16 14:46:50 | 64.93 | |
| 230 | 2008-09-15 14:51:13 | 64.98 | |
| 26 | 2008-09-05 14:04:22 | 57.53 |