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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1624 | 2013-06-27 23:51:18 | 46.19 | 94% |
| 1133 | 2013-06-06 08:45:13 | 47.53 | 94% |