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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1245 | 2015-12-02 22:52:02 | 35.80 | 90% |
| 595 | 2015-05-03 20:49:41 | 33.67 | 91% |