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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1141 | 2016-09-17 13:20:29 | 65.45 | 82% |
| 735 | 2016-08-29 16:24:23 | 78.55 | 90% |