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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 431 | 2009-03-22 04:28:23 | 65.01 | |
| 205 | 2008-12-21 00:22:35 | 54.40 |