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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 645 | 2011-09-26 01:05:29 | 33.98 | 96% |
| 291 | 2011-09-19 03:44:29 | 29.39 | 88% |