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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 755 | 2008-10-26 17:51:41 | 70.25 | |
| 414 | 2008-10-17 01:13:16 | 78.60 |