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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 614 | 2017-06-03 15:21:31 | 52.92 | 95% |
| 334 | 2017-05-17 17:10:05 | 42.50 | 91% |