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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 272 | 2016-01-19 23:46:04 | 112.18 | 98% |
| 136 | 2015-01-06 23:21:09 | 105.63 | 99% |