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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 236 | 2013-11-30 15:19:11 | 106.33 | 98% |
| 45 | 2013-10-19 13:23:03 | 75.59 | 91% |