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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 300 | 2014-05-23 04:41:26 | 33.06 | 88% |
| 207 | 2014-05-18 06:34:08 | 31.67 | 81% |