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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 904 | 2015-10-16 07:33:24 | 57.07 | 92% |
| 485 | 2015-09-24 10:05:53 | 43.61 | 82% |
| 277 | 2015-03-06 10:09:23 | 28.23 | 85% |