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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2568 | 2015-03-20 01:30:49 | 112.02 | 98% |
| 792 | 2014-10-03 21:58:13 | 98.62 | 98% |