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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 668 | 2011-05-15 23:01:04 | 102.39 | 91% |
| 398 | 2011-05-09 00:17:01 | 106.54 | 94% |