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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1764 | 2010-07-24 16:40:50 | 63.15 | |
| 1433 | 2010-07-21 14:40:37 | 62.99 | |
| 1203 | 2010-07-20 23:19:06 | 72.50 | |
| 1186 | 2010-07-20 22:46:36 | 74.83 |