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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 550 | 2015-05-17 21:47:01 | 50.68 | 92% |
| 49 | 2015-04-08 23:47:54 | 41.29 | 90% |