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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 651 | 2012-03-21 16:31:28 | 44.53 | 89% |
| 372 | 2012-01-07 10:21:28 | 45.10 | 92% |