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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 410 | 2017-05-22 14:19:36 | 78.06 | 94% |
| 141 | 2017-05-01 04:08:26 | 63.71 | 90% |