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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 453 | 2015-03-18 17:41:40 | 78.29 | 93% |
| 181 | 2015-03-11 18:35:27 | 92.83 | 95% |