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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33 | 2008-09-10 19:58:54 | 40.82 | |
| 12 | 2008-09-04 21:00:17 | 30.23 |