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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1026 | 2010-05-30 16:42:25 | 51.69 | |
| 966 | 2010-05-28 05:41:17 | 51.10 | |
| 633 | 2010-02-08 03:21:05 | 44.33 | |
| 582 | 2010-01-15 14:49:30 | 44.92 | |
| 524 | 2009-12-29 17:07:52 | 39.31 |