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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1225 | 2010-05-09 18:55:43 | 75.24 | |
| 1161 | 2010-05-08 21:07:43 | 73.20 | |
| 434 | 2010-01-27 19:32:10 | 75.24 | |
| 106 | 2009-11-27 18:35:56 | 62.42 |