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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1134 | 2010-04-30 08:46:30 | 96.73 | |
| 1120 | 2010-02-01 19:30:38 | 99.40 | |
| 1020 | 2009-09-28 08:16:24 | 93.71 | |
| 792 | 2009-05-11 07:17:05 | 78.05 |