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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1163 | 2012-01-11 03:16:31 | 49.61 | 96% |
| 546 | 2011-02-03 02:53:39 | 50.75 |