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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 634 | 2016-10-18 11:13:00 | 85.20 | 97% |
| 483 | 2016-10-04 05:53:49 | 79.07 | 95% |