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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 926 | 2016-09-01 21:07:47 | 52.19 | 89% |
| 475 | 2016-08-04 21:48:32 | 51.57 | 89% |