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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 647 | 2013-08-07 09:59:05 | 56.37 | 98% |
| 467 | 2013-07-04 02:10:57 | 45.62 | 92% |