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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1568 | 2010-10-18 00:01:56 | 65.43 | |
| 1552 | 2010-10-17 12:53:23 | 64.43 | |
| 1204 | 2010-06-21 08:45:32 | 63.77 | |
| 1037 | 2010-06-16 08:45:00 | 64.04 | |
| 823 | 2010-03-27 03:36:48 | 58.85 | |
| 666 | 2010-03-19 04:27:57 | 61.19 |