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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 881 | 2015-04-29 21:24:09 | 61.47 | 94% |
| 880 | 2015-04-15 13:20:04 | 61.29 | 91% |
| 839 | 2015-04-10 10:23:43 | 58.01 | 92% |