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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1163 | 2016-10-01 19:11:30 | 62.99 | 96% |
| 97 | 2016-03-30 20:06:14 | 35.61 | 95% |