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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 486 | 2009-02-20 05:15:43 | 51.41 | |
| 378 | 2009-02-03 15:08:45 | 50.87 | |
| 292 | 2009-01-08 13:18:28 | 39.95 | |
| 87 | 2008-11-05 01:09:07 | 29.51 | |
| 71 | 2008-11-04 10:07:41 | 36.18 |