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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 343 | 2014-08-23 02:13:05 | 51.26 | 97% |
| 317 | 2014-08-21 19:50:21 | 49.12 | 95% |