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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 86 | 2010-08-07 08:07:44 | 112.38 | |
| 30 | 2010-05-15 08:24:26 | 105.29 | |
| 27 | 2010-05-15 08:22:00 | 90.95 |