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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 581 | 2011-01-03 21:14:48 | 76.57 | |
| 227 | 2010-10-20 00:45:39 | 90.36 |