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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 608 | 2013-05-29 05:38:22 | 98.46 | 97% |
| 504 | 2013-02-09 09:05:25 | 113.65 | 99% |