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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 953 | 2016-12-03 17:19:56 | 59.03 | 97% |
| 387 | 2016-06-11 11:26:56 | 41.27 | 91% |