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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1176 | 2012-05-08 00:57:39 | 75.25 | 96% |
| 1112 | 2012-05-05 14:51:55 | 77.83 | 98% |