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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 295 | 2016-10-26 15:54:17 | 50.13 | 90% |
| 92 | 2016-10-13 20:23:59 | 58.31 | 97% |