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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 503 | 2015-08-11 13:29:47 | 116.57 | 95% |
| 206 | 2015-08-06 18:43:19 | 112.12 | 96% |