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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 350 | 2013-12-09 18:00:56 | 74.50 | 91% |
| 241 | 2013-10-30 04:17:23 | 71.91 | 91% |