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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1165 | 2010-11-17 22:01:48 | 93.82 | |
| 874 | 2009-09-28 01:16:58 | 94.05 | |
| 606 | 2009-09-19 03:54:54 | 105.21 |