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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 507 | 2012-05-27 14:16:17 | 54.01 | 91% |
| 83 | 2011-07-11 05:09:53 | 62.15 | 95% |