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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2011-10-25 02:46:38 | 61.22 | 93% |
| 161 | 2011-09-28 08:37:01 | 57.72 | 95% |