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 | 2008-08-16 16:25:56 | 87.00 | |
| 48 | 2008-08-16 00:36:06 | 85.78 |