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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1138 | 2017-06-15 02:00:54 | 72.89 | 98% |
| 431 | 2017-05-11 17:30:04 | 73.98 | 100% |