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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 300 | 2012-10-05 06:44:33 | 139.16 | 99% |
| 6 | 2008-12-08 04:19:53 | 125.04 |