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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 137 | 2016-12-13 16:30:19 | 83.23 | 94% |
| 97 | 2016-09-15 01:38:06 | 79.02 | 89% |