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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2814 | 2010-11-01 05:02:08 | 44.55 | |
| 1146 | 2010-09-24 09:00:13 | 36.07 | |
| 868 | 2010-09-22 04:18:50 | 35.28 |