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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1323 | 2009-09-12 05:00:02 | 44.39 | |
| 893 | 2009-07-31 09:35:33 | 44.99 | |
| 801 | 2009-07-28 06:33:53 | 44.86 | |
| 535 | 2009-07-16 03:47:19 | 26.66 | |
| 24 | 2009-04-21 07:01:02 | 40.32 |