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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 634 | 2011-11-22 08:03:18 | 81.83 | 98% |
| 178 | 2011-11-12 09:40:54 | 77.31 | 96% |