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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1630 | 2012-12-09 05:19:18 | 85.35 | 94% |
| 198 | 2011-12-12 22:09:29 | 84.72 | 95% |