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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 413 | 2016-11-07 15:49:36 | 69.26 | 92% |
| 31 | 2016-04-03 11:53:59 | 56.91 | 92% |