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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1380 | 2010-04-24 19:01:19 | 77.31 | |
| 1241 | 2010-04-19 02:06:15 | 73.79 | |
| 318 | 2009-02-22 04:05:29 | 70.85 | |
| 66 | 2009-01-01 00:37:56 | 76.61 |