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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2472 | 2016-03-17 16:07:08 | 65.41 | 93% |
| 710 | 2016-01-20 16:43:35 | 57.43 | 97% |
| 301 | 2016-01-17 16:26:02 | 47.63 | 95% |