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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1243 | 2015-04-29 02:21:00 | 85.95 | 97% |
| 599 | 2015-03-19 02:08:53 | 77.71 | 95% |
| 303 | 2015-03-14 08:49:40 | 82.58 | 99% |