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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2013-06-18 15:13:08 | 106.95 | 96% |
| 226 | 2013-06-17 13:46:04 | 103.13 | 97% |