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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 129 | 2016-04-29 04:56:10 | 66.17 | 94% |
| 69 | 2016-04-27 13:22:29 | 53.79 | 89% |