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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 579 | 2015-02-16 13:45:56 | 75.69 | 97% |
| 408 | 2015-02-16 08:13:06 | 83.20 | 99% |