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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 690 | 2011-09-29 10:39:09 | 90.94 | 93% |
| 374 | 2011-08-20 01:09:05 | 90.20 | 93% |