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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 335 | 2016-01-03 09:13:44 | 74.76 | 95% |
| 296 | 2015-12-29 02:26:43 | 76.19 | 97% |