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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 660 | 2016-02-26 06:29:50 | 98.53 | 94% |
| 629 | 2016-02-25 23:55:12 | 92.31 | 91% |
| 168 | 2016-02-20 07:53:10 | 71.74 | 82% |