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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 616 | 2011-09-03 00:11:06 | 68.05 | 97% |
| 52 | 2010-05-24 14:28:55 | 60.09 |