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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1455 | 2015-12-12 14:31:33 | 61.21 | 93% |
| 731 | 2015-07-24 17:00:59 | 38.22 | 79% |