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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1726 | 2009-06-03 12:37:40 | 108.59 | |
| 1308 | 2009-05-11 16:28:53 | 89.30 | |
| 1296 | 2009-05-11 03:16:18 | 88.21 | |
| 531 | 2009-04-10 16:34:23 | 92.26 | |
| 479 | 2009-04-09 14:26:54 | 89.47 | |
| 296 | 2009-04-03 20:55:59 | 81.03 |