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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 152 | 2015-07-18 13:45:20 | 78.05 | 93% |
| 83 | 2015-07-16 12:04:43 | 67.59 | 89% |