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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2014-04-20 09:04:07 | 89.04 | 99% |
| 66 | 2014-03-17 11:35:46 | 73.70 | 92% |