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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 324 | 2009-08-22 02:03:10 | 75.65 | |
| 317 | 2009-08-21 08:05:15 | 61.38 | |
| 102 | 2008-10-25 12:27:37 | 60.08 | |
| 17 | 2008-09-28 04:43:43 | 60.00 |