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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 542 | 2013-11-19 03:39:17 | 37.58 | 90% |
| 493 | 2013-11-14 03:03:39 | 42.25 | 93% |