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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1254 | 2012-09-02 11:39:31 | 57.50 | 96% |
| 76 | 2012-06-02 17:31:24 | 42.34 | 96% |