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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 599 | 2016-06-06 00:44:53 | 111.20 | 100% |
| 290 | 2016-02-02 01:49:05 | 92.60 | 96% |