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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1131 | 2010-04-07 17:19:31 | 60.97 | |
| 800 | 2010-03-15 13:02:43 | 75.09 |