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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1610 | 2011-03-02 06:28:24 | 65.44 | |
| 929 | 2011-01-28 09:07:02 | 69.52 | |
| 762 | 2011-01-23 12:11:09 | 67.44 | |
| 74 | 2010-12-17 07:48:01 | 56.49 |