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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1570 | 2015-07-03 12:23:19 | 74.82 | 84% |
| 435 | 2015-06-11 08:26:14 | 80.04 | 85% |