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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1348 | 2010-06-05 14:31:50 | 51.53 | |
| 1145 | 2010-06-01 14:53:42 | 43.16 | |
| 1059 | 2010-05-30 04:33:53 | 43.29 | |
| 977 | 2010-05-29 03:28:01 | 43.49 | |
| 845 | 2010-05-10 10:33:28 | 40.67 | |
| 476 | 2010-05-03 14:53:55 | 40.00 |