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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1202 | 2011-01-21 20:24:00 | 77.35 | |
| 772 | 2011-01-04 21:33:02 | 76.87 | |
| 12 | 2010-11-15 20:20:51 | 76.81 |