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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 954 | 2014-01-23 12:50:50 | 68.13 | 99% |
| 717 | 2014-01-13 17:19:26 | 60.45 | 96% |