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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 467 | 2010-09-27 01:13:27 | 77.30 | |
| 374 | 2010-09-15 14:27:11 | 87.50 | |
| 373 | 2010-09-15 14:26:14 | 82.67 | |
| 301 | 2010-09-09 15:50:20 | 65.94 | |
| 201 | 2009-10-02 16:55:19 | 77.64 |