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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 233 | 2010-03-27 16:53:27 | 32.17 | |
| 189 | 2009-07-04 01:41:31 | 34.93 | |
| 134 | 2009-06-24 15:00:49 | 29.71 |