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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 75 | 2010-05-31 19:08:40 | 94.79 | |
| 30 | 2010-05-24 16:37:02 | 55.78 |