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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 972 | 2010-01-20 21:30:12 | 84.37 | |
| 665 | 2009-08-30 20:39:17 | 79.14 | |
| 322 | 2009-08-04 00:01:35 | 66.08 | |
| 160 | 2009-07-29 00:42:56 | 60.11 |