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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2013-06-17 13:07:24 | 69.31 | 98% |
| 93 | 2013-06-12 08:13:39 | 54.37 | 85% |