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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 217 | 2009-07-10 06:19:56 | 32.32 | |
| 5 | 2009-06-10 05:33:24 | 28.88 |