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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2773 | 2011-04-17 21:27:51 | 70.61 | |
| 1784 | 2010-11-03 23:57:38 | 63.93 | |
| 1254 | 2010-09-19 22:05:26 | 50.46 |