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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 295 | 2015-03-13 02:56:52 | 80.23 | 87% |
| 105 | 2015-02-15 08:52:33 | 89.18 | 94% |