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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 543 | 2010-11-09 18:36:17 | 107.78 | |
| 307 | 2010-07-05 20:02:35 | 109.27 |