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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 299 | 2017-02-05 14:39:55 | 54.29 | 92% |
| 52 | 2017-01-18 21:24:38 | 45.48 | 92% |