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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 586 | 2008-12-17 00:27:16 | 60.91 | |
| 413 | 2008-12-09 18:55:11 | 50.55 | |
| 388 | 2008-12-09 17:26:58 | 59.48 | |
| 315 | 2008-12-06 13:40:02 | 58.94 |