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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 415 | 2014-03-18 07:45:44 | 49.49 | 94% |
| 232 | 2014-03-09 06:54:43 | 45.26 | 96% |