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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 279 | 2012-11-19 14:09:27 | 69.30 | 93% |
| 213 | 2012-05-19 07:19:29 | 75.05 | 94% |