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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 490 | 2015-04-29 22:57:39 | 62.51 | 86% |
| 193 | 2015-04-17 20:46:34 | 61.79 | 89% |