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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1135 | 2016-08-23 04:00:26 | 63.54 | 90% |
| 188 | 2015-07-04 00:59:04 | 41.60 | 88% |