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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1135 | 2010-03-04 17:08:06 | 65.06 | |
| 1120 | 2010-02-25 17:37:00 | 76.88 | |
| 1092 | 2010-01-23 17:20:50 | 71.76 | |
| 1000 | 2009-08-10 01:36:13 | 62.87 |