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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2016-05-29 13:28:37 | 71.44 | 94% |
| 132 | 2016-03-20 06:47:29 | 79.16 | 92% |