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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1416 | 2010-08-14 08:13:51 | 65.21 | |
| 211 | 2009-06-21 14:46:35 | 60.18 |