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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1051 | 2014-01-10 14:16:35 | 44.14 | 98% |
| 447 | 2013-04-07 12:49:33 | 30.46 | 89% |