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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 135 | 2012-02-05 21:48:39 | 106.81 | 95% |
| 10 | 2012-01-30 21:27:26 | 105.16 | 96% |