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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 847 | 2016-08-02 10:53:15 | 54.32 | 92% |
| 631 | 2016-07-25 07:35:53 | 47.28 | 92% |
| 237 | 2016-06-26 12:57:22 | 40.50 | 92% |