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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 500 | 2009-09-07 17:27:03 | 56.29 | |
| 493 | 2009-09-07 17:17:54 | 54.44 | |
| 472 | 2009-09-07 16:51:44 | 55.12 | |
| 87 | 2009-08-31 14:13:21 | 46.99 |