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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 860 | 2013-09-06 02:27:59 | 79.60 | 94% |
| 268 | 2013-04-06 01:19:15 | 81.93 | 94% |