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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1224 | 2008-12-09 14:43:45 | 83.70 | |
| 1059 | 2008-11-21 05:26:53 | 80.57 | |
| 916 | 2008-11-14 16:11:05 | 75.81 | |
| 572 | 2008-11-04 06:15:58 | 72.08 |