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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 796 | 2016-05-06 15:02:04 | 85.10 | 95% |
| 297 | 2015-11-06 19:13:31 | 60.25 | 87% |