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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 297 | 2012-10-29 03:16:16 | 51.97 | 90% |
| 101 | 2012-10-20 16:38:29 | 53.91 | 94% |