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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 259 | 2013-11-08 18:18:38 | 54.16 | 99% |
| 19 | 2012-09-14 22:46:18 | 45.93 | 95% |