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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2010-06-09 09:13:45 | 57.99 | |
| 687 | 2010-06-08 15:07:26 | 50.61 | |
| 420 | 2010-05-25 02:02:33 | 52.52 |