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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 101 | 2010-05-30 14:28:34 | 69.56 | |
| 11 | 2010-05-26 05:34:05 | 63.71 |