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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1774 | 2010-05-30 12:59:08 | 65.37 | |
| 553 | 2009-11-17 03:14:46 | 69.80 | |
| 189 | 2009-10-16 23:27:03 | 72.82 | |
| 164 | 2009-10-15 23:04:37 | 78.35 |