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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 837 | 2013-02-05 10:40:33 | 44.37 | 89% |
| 647 | 2013-01-20 06:21:16 | 42.49 | 92% |