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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 227 | 2013-09-08 13:07:05 | 77.63 | 91% |
| 140 | 2013-03-27 10:49:32 | 87.97 | 96% |