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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 970 | 2012-12-21 11:10:49 | 141.05 | 97% |
| 697 | 2012-05-31 02:19:27 | 132.62 | 97% |