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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 186 | 2014-10-22 07:28:42 | 39.53 | 98% |
| 175 | 2014-10-01 18:13:55 | 39.35 | 98% |