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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 259 | 2013-02-08 14:16:19 | 112.47 | 100% |
| 49 | 2012-10-10 19:17:32 | 108.62 | 99% |