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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 336 | 2012-07-10 08:36:27 | 96.01 | 96% |
| 10 | 2011-04-29 02:45:29 | 107.21 |