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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 703 | 2013-05-05 14:28:06 | 64.67 | 96% |
| 557 | 2013-01-25 10:00:26 | 63.20 | 96% |