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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 94 | 2012-06-29 10:21:25 | 64.22 | 95% |
| 18 | 2012-06-28 10:05:47 | 50.62 | 91% |