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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 225 | 2015-11-06 06:11:15 | 63.43 | 96% |
| 110 | 2015-10-24 01:39:10 | 55.70 | 97% |