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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44 | 2008-08-16 03:27:53 | 129.58 | |
| 12 | 2008-08-15 21:31:12 | 124.40 |