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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 634 | 2009-11-29 18:06:28 | 52.93 | |
| 109 | 2009-10-26 04:55:21 | 28.94 |