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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 552 | 2010-11-05 16:34:04 | 80.38 | |
| 477 | 2010-10-28 16:41:53 | 71.22 | |
| 236 | 2010-09-21 16:55:39 | 89.22 |