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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2012-07-29 07:10:29 | 59.29 | 93% |
| 227 | 2012-02-03 17:44:57 | 57.11 | 91% |