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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 92 | 2008-11-01 22:44:37 | 111.49 | |
| 69 | 2008-10-31 15:01:10 | 120.73 | |
| 46 | 2008-10-30 22:54:23 | 82.92 |