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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1316 | 2011-01-03 06:55:54 | 53.07 | |
| 904 | 2010-11-22 15:04:31 | 59.02 | |
| 843 | 2010-11-17 07:20:28 | 66.03 | |
| 824 | 2010-11-17 04:20:19 | 55.04 |