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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 166 | 2013-10-28 21:44:45 | 86.64 | 97% |
| 155 | 2013-10-21 19:11:04 | 81.15 | 97% |