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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 695 | 2016-06-23 00:23:57 | 50.83 | 90% |
| 335 | 2016-01-20 22:46:18 | 44.16 | 85% |