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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1606 | 2016-12-19 07:41:23 | 49.26 | 92% |
| 296 | 2011-11-18 20:50:41 | 76.38 | 98% |