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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1007 | 2012-03-05 18:00:38 | 88.12 | 92% |
| 951 | 2011-06-03 22:00:07 | 90.46 | 94% |