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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 187 | 2011-05-24 10:54:29 | 91.94 | 89% |
| 152 | 2011-05-08 14:09:21 | 114.98 | 97% |