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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 510 | 2016-10-13 22:35:14 | 63.24 | 96% |
| 345 | 2016-09-26 12:42:02 | 63.32 | 93% |