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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 827 | 2009-05-14 03:12:23 | 49.52 | |
| 640 | 2009-05-12 02:26:35 | 49.52 | |
| 479 | 2009-05-10 15:05:35 | 44.21 | |
| 258 | 2009-05-08 08:57:31 | 40.95 | |
| 227 | 2009-05-08 07:29:39 | 44.61 | |
| 114 | 2009-05-03 13:07:31 | 32.26 | |
| 89 | 2009-05-02 16:07:45 | 34.76 |