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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 70 | 2012-04-03 04:29:02 | 72.85 | 97% |
| 30 | 2009-05-08 07:18:25 | 51.03 |