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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2013-09-04 08:40:01 | 128.78 | 99% |
| 304 | 2013-09-01 15:12:27 | 112.60 | 97% |