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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 159 | 2014-09-08 09:10:54 | 42.09 | 96% |
| 123 | 2014-09-05 13:42:35 | 38.50 | 93% |