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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 99 | 2012-08-13 20:41:51 | 30.10 | 80% |
| 44 | 2012-07-27 12:17:27 | 31.70 | 83% |