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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 427 | 2016-06-06 18:24:35 | 64.77 | 92% |
| 167 | 2016-05-30 17:23:43 | 62.65 | 94% |