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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2766 | 2016-09-03 10:24:59 | 85.22 | 94% |
| 403 | 2016-04-01 00:48:00 | 67.20 | 93% |