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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 162 | 2016-11-27 21:01:34 | 45.65 | 93% |
| 80 | 2016-03-05 01:55:10 | 37.25 | 93% |
| 61 | 2016-01-18 18:22:46 | 44.50 | 89% |