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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1211 | 2012-10-09 18:40:15 | 36.54 | 76% |
| 914 | 2012-10-06 22:27:09 | 32.05 | 84% |