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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 568 | 2015-11-17 12:04:55 | 76.46 | 97% |
| 454 | 2015-11-15 12:13:05 | 74.46 | 99% |