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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 410 | 2016-06-08 19:07:36 | 37.26 | 94% |
| 245 | 2016-06-06 18:31:22 | 39.70 | 96% |
| 122 | 2016-06-05 01:56:41 | 37.54 | 94% |