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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 209 | 2016-10-16 01:35:36 | 52.87 | 89% |
| 77 | 2016-09-21 22:30:05 | 49.36 | 89% |