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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 154 | 2008-12-29 05:27:02 | 28.57 | |
| 5 | 2008-12-18 19:10:05 | 27.71 |