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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1190 | 2014-02-28 22:32:32 | 116.27 | 96% |
| 391 | 2013-06-05 11:01:04 | 114.17 | 100% |