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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1118 | 2014-08-15 00:54:59 | 55.35 | 92% |
| 192 | 2014-05-31 09:02:56 | 48.24 | 90% |