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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1375 | 2015-10-11 10:19:45 | 55.40 | 95% |
| 629 | 2015-09-30 00:34:17 | 69.33 | 100% |