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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2014-11-22 21:39:01 | 127.55 | 98% |
| 458 | 2014-11-19 16:59:28 | 134.69 | 99% |