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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 144 | 2012-01-09 09:57:23 | 81.95 | 95% |
| 29 | 2012-01-02 12:35:33 | 93.96 | 100% |