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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 253 | 2010-12-20 01:56:32 | 107.89 | |
| 67 | 2009-06-04 03:13:10 | 82.67 |