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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 157 | 2012-02-05 02:57:05 | 78.44 | 93% |
| 79 | 2011-03-19 00:29:51 | 89.47 |