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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 116 | 2013-06-12 18:49:56 | 31.91 | 93% |
| 85 | 2013-06-09 18:00:33 | 33.28 | 92% |