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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14 | 2008-11-07 01:14:25 | 58.83 | |
| 7 | 2008-11-07 01:05:05 | 57.52 |