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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 517 | 2017-01-12 14:42:04 | 92.88 | 97% |
| 288 | 2016-11-02 12:30:35 | 80.32 | 95% |