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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 855 | 2011-05-26 17:05:12 | 103.04 | 99% |
| 613 | 2011-04-28 17:15:16 | 59.20 |