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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1352 | 2014-04-09 15:17:47 | 96.12 | 96% |
| 1045 | 2014-02-19 14:41:34 | 83.47 | 92% |