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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 222 | 2011-03-21 10:15:24 | 62.23 | |
| 38 | 2010-09-04 10:24:14 | 69.50 |