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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 382 | 2016-10-22 14:39:54 | 43.36 | 90% |
| 102 | 2016-09-23 08:31:36 | 33.46 | 87% |