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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2015-02-14 15:13:54 | 38.74 | 96% |
| 24 | 2015-02-10 14:53:42 | 49.53 | 94% |