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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1272 | 2015-07-24 07:54:29 | 55.76 | 95% |
| 473 | 2015-06-13 11:21:41 | 49.78 | 94% |