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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1184 | 2015-04-05 14:28:29 | 80.94 | 95% |
| 766 | 2015-03-22 21:36:36 | 79.60 | 95% |
| 664 | 2015-03-18 16:07:43 | 71.68 | 92% |