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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3024 | 2010-08-10 12:54:44 | 108.80 | |
| 1880 | 2010-05-11 03:23:48 | 104.57 | |
| 1214 | 2010-04-27 12:13:39 | 103.32 | |
| 1206 | 2010-04-27 12:02:46 | 104.84 | |
| 222 | 2010-04-05 14:48:31 | 98.59 |