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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 525 | 2016-07-18 05:19:22 | 60.45 | 94% |
| 514 | 2016-07-16 03:53:26 | 62.40 | 99% |