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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 400 | 2016-03-05 08:26:53 | 80.88 | 98% |
| 394 | 2016-03-04 07:09:59 | 81.55 | 94% |