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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 588 | 2012-12-09 04:26:12 | 87.53 | 95% |
| 464 | 2012-12-06 19:33:31 | 95.31 | 97% |