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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 477 | 2011-09-10 03:07:02 | 79.88 | 96% |
| 352 | 2011-09-05 06:52:22 | 74.21 | 94% |