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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 906 | 2012-09-11 13:37:11 | 56.84 | 93% |
| 854 | 2012-09-05 18:22:07 | 45.28 | 92% |