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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 379 | 2011-12-14 22:02:48 | 73.33 | 98% |
| 46 | 2011-06-30 17:44:35 | 65.88 | 92% |