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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 41 | 2011-11-22 01:19:55 | 46.44 | 92% |
| 13 | 2011-11-20 19:56:15 | 38.54 | 72% |