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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2011-07-06 03:22:58 | 102.38 | 92% |
| 11 | 2011-06-20 23:11:24 | 102.88 | 97% |