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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 623 | 2013-09-24 10:12:09 | 36.36 | 81% |
| 111 | 2013-08-10 17:05:17 | 39.82 | 93% |