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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 170 | 2016-07-19 03:10:08 | 24.19 | 87% |
| 72 | 2016-04-30 03:44:58 | 28.33 | 91% |