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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 465 | 2014-07-06 07:41:42 | 63.84 | 98% |
| 399 | 2014-06-10 15:32:49 | 57.73 | 97% |