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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 116 | 2012-08-25 06:15:41 | 51.92 | 92% |
| 11 | 2012-08-18 05:56:52 | 81.74 | 90% |