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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 438 | 2012-03-20 04:26:08 | 89.30 | 98% |
| 290 | 2011-06-03 22:58:22 | 83.16 | 96% |