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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2016-02-06 23:49:55 | 58.90 | 96% |
| 184 | 2015-09-11 10:13:04 | 57.83 | 94% |