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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 286 | 2014-09-28 21:03:57 | 47.42 | 91% |
| 123 | 2014-08-22 01:47:41 | 28.60 | 82% |