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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105 | 2011-08-19 11:05:14 | 69.77 | 98% |
| 41 | 2011-07-11 11:04:26 | 64.25 | 95% |