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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1795 | 2015-09-12 11:30:08 | 96.14 | 93% |
| 1142 | 2015-09-05 20:10:05 | 71.76 | 87% |