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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1579 | 2009-05-17 00:57:31 | 91.62 | |
| 1530 | 2009-05-07 19:12:12 | 105.06 | |
| 1300 | 2009-04-26 01:45:23 | 100.31 | |
| 982 | 2009-04-21 04:53:54 | 106.47 | |
| 932 | 2009-04-20 20:55:09 | 96.83 | |
| 788 | 2009-04-19 03:41:42 | 95.23 | |
| 625 | 2009-04-18 00:23:35 | 94.40 |