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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1218 | 2017-12-19 09:28:58 | 104.38 | 100% |
| 134 | 2008-10-17 04:41:26 | 77.61 |