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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 331 | 2010-09-07 23:27:22 | 50.77 | |
| 175 | 2008-12-29 13:38:04 | 42.13 | |
| 8 | 2008-08-24 12:14:44 | 47.91 |