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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 681 | 2009-10-21 14:33:54 | 66.56 | |
| 644 | 2009-08-22 06:17:09 | 70.28 | |
| 32 | 2009-08-08 16:03:38 | 50.70 | |
| 16 | 2009-08-08 15:12:52 | 57.35 |