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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 359 | 2011-05-23 08:18:29 | 35.04 | 88% |
| 323 | 2011-05-22 08:40:28 | 34.70 | 89% |