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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1103 | 2011-04-13 19:37:53 | 84.09 | |
| 359 | 2008-09-19 19:56:30 | 88.21 |