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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 341 | 2010-08-27 17:24:14 | 113.88 | |
| 94 | 2008-09-03 15:38:13 | 114.71 |