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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 688 | 2010-09-20 06:09:18 | 61.80 | |
| 584 | 2010-09-03 04:31:37 | 58.89 | |
| 48 | 2010-01-19 07:51:44 | 30.30 |