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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1111 | 2015-08-12 13:03:58 | 85.41 | 99% |
| 950 | 2015-07-18 09:55:22 | 83.66 | 98% |