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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 246 | 2012-05-16 13:24:49 | 93.06 | 91% |
| 148 | 2012-05-05 18:00:47 | 93.48 | 94% |