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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 797 | 2017-06-14 05:55:38 | 86.87 | 98% |
| 507 | 2017-05-23 09:31:21 | 75.83 | 95% |