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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 579 | 2017-03-17 19:45:55 | 48.75 | 88% |
| 483 | 2017-03-04 10:17:39 | 57.84 | 92% |