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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 444 | 2010-04-12 02:53:51 | 47.65 | |
| 370 | 2010-03-28 03:50:42 | 49.74 | |
| 281 | 2010-03-20 04:45:33 | 48.11 |