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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 172 | 2017-05-29 16:13:52 | 56.79 | 99% |
| 130 | 2017-05-13 17:47:53 | 49.31 | 97% |