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 | 2009-08-08 08:03:57 | 98.87 | |
| 191 | 2008-10-04 14:34:20 | 84.26 | |
| 78 | 2008-08-26 09:18:27 | 104.64 | |
| 76 | 2008-08-25 10:49:04 | 82.00 |