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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 78 | 2011-01-21 15:32:44 | 82.61 | |
| 66 | 2010-01-18 10:43:03 | 70.32 |