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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 332 | 2015-12-09 13:38:20 | 53.05 | 97% |
| 100 | 2015-10-16 07:33:21 | 60.46 | 95% |