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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1207 | 2010-05-31 17:08:05 | 58.14 | |
| 962 | 2010-04-06 13:06:44 | 53.99 | |
| 861 | 2010-04-02 14:55:23 | 51.57 | |
| 308 | 2010-02-26 08:49:35 | 52.61 | |
| 222 | 2009-10-11 13:10:07 | 39.26 | |
| 102 | 2009-09-30 15:36:44 | 38.13 |