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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 159 | 2017-01-16 12:57:55 | 74.38 | 88% |
| 134 | 2017-01-13 04:11:40 | 57.93 | 88% |
| 75 | 2016-02-03 02:55:59 | 70.13 | 88% |