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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1248 | 2013-11-11 13:59:27 | 78.58 | 95% |
| 971 | 2011-10-10 14:54:31 | 71.63 | 95% |