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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 305 | 2015-12-01 19:47:11 | 47.27 | 89% |
| 274 | 2015-11-22 18:43:06 | 52.87 | 93% |