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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1208 | 2010-09-16 09:38:04 | 82.87 | |
| 1008 | 2010-09-14 11:54:01 | 76.81 | |
| 997 | 2010-09-14 11:37:18 | 72.56 |