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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 770 | 2011-06-29 21:37:01 | 64.32 | 99% |
| 170 | 2011-04-10 15:10:04 | 43.35 |