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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 399 | 2013-06-18 04:21:20 | 99.76 | 93% |
| 286 | 2013-06-11 22:16:47 | 93.83 | 92% |