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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 918 | 2015-03-05 18:53:24 | 89.22 | 95% |
| 570 | 2015-02-06 22:58:59 | 91.10 | 95% |