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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 420 | 2016-04-01 00:48:06 | 59.07 | 91% |
| 260 | 2016-03-12 17:39:26 | 61.02 | 93% |