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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 432 | 2010-02-07 18:05:00 | 62.98 | |
| 219 | 2010-01-25 17:38:14 | 62.86 | |
| 12 | 2009-12-22 19:04:53 | 62.75 |