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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1062 | 2013-02-20 17:54:58 | 67.31 | 97% |
| 292 | 2013-01-22 21:28:51 | 49.58 | 94% |