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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1574 | 2013-12-04 09:21:32 | 71.28 | 90% |
| 974 | 2013-04-18 09:13:07 | 76.02 | 94% |