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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175 | 2009-04-26 17:37:29 | 34.42 | |
| 57 | 2009-03-29 16:23:06 | 30.94 |