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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2678 | 2010-11-20 04:03:34 | 64.27 | |
| 2425 | 2010-11-15 15:37:42 | 38.32 | |
| 1080 | 2010-10-24 17:21:45 | 50.67 | |
| 287 | 2010-09-04 14:12:15 | 46.82 | |
| 246 | 2010-09-03 13:39:57 | 43.77 | |
| 46 | 2010-08-30 13:23:09 | 48.02 |