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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 619 | 2017-02-24 21:06:39 | 48.22 | 92% |
| 30 | 2017-01-31 21:13:33 | 48.55 | 95% |