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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 465 | 2012-11-01 22:15:10 | 84.11 | 95% |
| 97 | 2012-10-24 06:31:52 | 80.81 | 94% |