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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1274 | 2014-09-17 02:57:38 | 51.21 | 98% |
| 1150 | 2014-08-07 16:34:36 | 51.73 | 96% |