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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1293 | 2010-06-30 22:31:17 | 73.33 | |
| 766 | 2010-05-27 20:24:34 | 79.70 | |
| 395 | 2010-05-10 22:31:06 | 62.33 |