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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1605 | 2016-12-02 17:47:36 | 97.05 | 95% |
| 389 | 2015-03-26 06:54:06 | 95.56 | 98% |