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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 818 | 2016-05-29 05:56:28 | 84.69 | 94% |
| 298 | 2016-05-08 09:39:37 | 73.48 | 90% |