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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1899 | 2010-12-30 07:29:32 | 47.08 | |
| 1737 | 2010-12-22 06:32:09 | 49.57 | |
| 1712 | 2010-12-20 08:23:40 | 50.11 | |
| 1661 | 2010-12-17 08:36:56 | 44.69 | |
| 1243 | 2010-11-30 04:20:35 | 42.97 | |
| 1104 | 2010-11-26 03:45:38 | 36.21 | |
| 770 | 2010-11-23 02:05:17 | 31.33 |