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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2990 | 2010-09-18 21:13:55 | 57.55 | |
| 998 | 2010-07-31 13:45:47 | 61.57 |