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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 159 | 2010-02-06 05:38:31 | 66.64 | |
| 82 | 2009-12-08 05:45:35 | 66.58 |