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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 883 | 2014-11-24 05:12:24 | 125.13 | 96% |
| 782 | 2014-11-03 00:41:03 | 136.37 | 99% |