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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 354 | 2014-09-11 21:33:44 | 39.02 | 91% |
| 291 | 2014-09-03 11:35:56 | 38.97 | 94% |