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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 323 | 2014-05-24 04:36:24 | 40.76 | 96% |
| 172 | 2014-05-05 02:28:19 | 40.41 | 93% |