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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 960 | 2009-04-26 12:41:20 | 55.90 | |
| 827 | 2009-03-24 16:38:51 | 54.24 | |
| 773 | 2009-03-18 07:26:23 | 48.04 | |
| 195 | 2009-02-20 18:28:43 | 44.40 | |
| 122 | 2009-02-20 15:14:00 | 49.07 |