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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 744 | 2012-01-06 11:23:51 | 65.10 | 98% |
| 455 | 2011-11-25 07:30:18 | 64.38 | 96% |