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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 424 | 2013-02-09 10:30:44 | 73.99 | 99% |
| 76 | 2013-02-06 22:33:26 | 58.54 | 98% |