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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 924 | 2015-04-11 00:14:34 | 69.14 | 98% |
| 331 | 2015-03-06 23:15:50 | 69.33 | 96% |
| 243 | 2015-03-05 05:08:01 | 73.44 | 99% |