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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 154 | 2009-03-21 02:49:06 | 92.37 | |
| 128 | 2008-09-13 23:04:32 | 91.92 | |
| 96 | 2008-09-13 22:14:20 | 82.60 | |
| 89 | 2008-09-13 15:50:04 | 83.12 | |
| 28 | 2008-09-13 02:01:53 | 87.40 |