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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 865 | 2012-04-11 12:22:40 | 51.08 | 97% |
| 523 | 2012-03-14 04:25:59 | 47.84 | 96% |