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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1451 | 2010-01-06 08:37:19 | 91.82 | |
| 1449 | 2010-01-04 06:35:56 | 86.70 | |
| 843 | 2009-09-08 04:50:27 | 101.07 | |
| 471 | 2009-08-07 20:32:29 | 104.23 |