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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1151 | 2016-05-02 15:46:09 | 82.44 | 96% |
| 655 | 2016-02-06 15:49:07 | 80.86 | 98% |