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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1459 | 2016-01-07 06:24:17 | 70.01 | 93% |
| 971 | 2010-01-27 12:00:33 | 64.95 |