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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 658 | 2012-03-16 04:25:58 | 69.13 | 99% |
| 153 | 2011-09-20 09:45:16 | 69.30 | 98% |