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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 580 | 2015-02-10 05:10:01 | 79.61 | 95% |
| 400 | 2014-11-22 04:39:43 | 82.33 | 95% |