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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1073 | 2011-12-29 07:03:16 | 59.04 | 92% |
| 567 | 2009-12-25 16:55:05 | 55.28 | |
| 419 | 2009-12-21 09:06:50 | 56.10 | |
| 57 | 2009-12-10 14:59:40 | 49.80 |