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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66 | 2013-02-21 05:38:05 | 106.92 | 96% |
| 59 | 2013-02-21 05:04:15 | 101.12 | 95% |