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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 958 | 2011-11-17 18:56:04 | 65.25 | 95% |
| 29 | 2011-10-06 17:15:20 | 56.67 | 94% |