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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1229 | 2015-10-02 14:00:20 | 108.85 | 97% |
| 949 | 2014-05-20 21:52:11 | 105.03 | 95% |