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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 74 | 2009-03-26 12:36:36 | 76.05 | |
| 11 | 2009-03-23 12:17:48 | 69.21 |