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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1829 | 2015-04-01 07:11:25 | 68.82 | 91% |
| 1348 | 2014-05-02 14:31:20 | 70.34 | 90% |