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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 278 | 2016-10-07 23:54:44 | 81.10 | 86% |
| 199 | 2016-10-07 19:50:58 | 120.40 | 98% |