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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1281 | 2016-06-07 04:49:00 | 87.12 | 99% |
| 480 | 2014-08-26 01:17:06 | 79.26 | 100% |