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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 70 | 2016-02-12 12:44:44 | 44.62 | 91% |
| 12 | 2016-01-26 10:21:29 | 28.39 | 90% |