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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2010-08-02 15:04:49 | 100.58 | |
| 309 | 2010-05-19 15:03:57 | 91.82 | |
| 183 | 2010-05-13 19:00:57 | 73.73 | |
| 106 | 2010-05-12 21:17:11 | 83.60 | |
| 31 | 2010-05-11 18:53:11 | 80.83 | |
| 16 | 2010-05-11 12:27:31 | 63.78 |