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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 688 | 2015-07-25 03:02:13 | 105.36 | 95% |
| 378 | 2015-07-20 03:18:08 | 83.39 | 88% |