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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 882 | 2014-12-07 15:42:14 | 66.65 | 98% |
| 702 | 2014-11-26 19:49:43 | 56.70 | 94% |