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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 45 | 2010-09-12 06:18:59 | 75.78 | |
| 11 | 2010-04-03 04:18:34 | 79.38 |