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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 92 | 2010-11-20 12:04:43 | 103.35 | |
| 44 | 2010-11-17 22:01:49 | 89.71 |