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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 668 | 2013-08-18 06:25:35 | 61.94 | 93% |
| 623 | 2013-08-01 05:12:28 | 52.31 | 92% |