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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 198 | 2009-10-06 01:04:14 | 29.63 | |
| 91 | 2009-05-27 00:02:38 | 29.79 | |
| 70 | 2009-05-25 20:29:07 | 32.11 |