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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1692 | 2014-07-08 10:25:59 | 57.70 | 100% |
| 1208 | 2014-06-13 07:24:16 | 69.49 | 94% |