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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 669 | 2016-12-16 12:55:55 | 40.59 | 95% |
| 601 | 2016-09-08 19:14:19 | 44.22 | 89% |