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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 548 | 2014-05-25 08:13:54 | 60.78 | 95% |
| 524 | 2014-05-09 05:02:06 | 71.32 | 100% |