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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 852 | 2015-06-11 04:52:36 | 57.74 | 96% |
| 769 | 2015-05-28 02:56:21 | 47.88 | 92% |