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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1018 | 2011-11-01 04:35:37 | 97.93 | 96% |
| 995 | 2011-11-01 03:24:42 | 88.72 | 94% |