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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 563 | 2009-05-15 14:25:04 | 111.50 | |
| 356 | 2008-10-12 01:35:34 | 122.19 | |
| 261 | 2008-10-10 04:05:18 | 121.45 | |
| 193 | 2008-10-10 01:30:18 | 114.40 | |
| 147 | 2008-10-09 23:24:44 | 123.37 | |
| 23 | 2008-10-09 02:08:42 | 107.18 |