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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 832 | 2015-07-16 09:55:15 | 89.70 | 96% |
| 76 | 2015-03-08 02:01:58 | 100.34 | 99% |