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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 356 | 2010-07-21 23:43:11 | 68.76 | |
| 29 | 2009-05-10 00:20:18 | 57.95 |