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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1939 | 2017-08-02 12:30:42 | 79.55 | 97% |
| 826 | 2016-10-12 09:50:13 | 66.68 | 95% |
| 159 | 2016-07-24 20:48:33 | 80.76 | 99% |