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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 409 | 2011-05-17 02:46:30 | 63.88 | 92% |
| 5 | 2008-10-02 17:57:26 | 57.58 |