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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 323 | 2014-06-14 08:23:09 | 45.81 | 90% |
| 218 | 2014-05-14 00:40:24 | 51.64 | 97% |