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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2900 | 2016-12-21 13:10:54 | 103.56 | 99% |
| 72 | 2016-09-16 18:57:08 | 83.72 | 95% |