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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 165 | 2013-08-24 13:25:28 | 71.96 | 93% |
| 105 | 2013-08-04 10:53:37 | 67.76 | 93% |