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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 54 | 2015-11-25 17:13:21 | 103.12 | 100% |
| 27 | 2015-11-23 17:38:12 | 99.60 | 98% |