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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 107 | 2014-08-19 13:03:01 | 79.98 | 95% |
| 94 | 2014-08-19 12:41:10 | 78.03 | 95% |