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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 348 | 2011-03-27 14:58:13 | 159.79 | |
| 12 | 2009-04-07 14:31:55 | 98.93 |