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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 764 | 2015-05-17 02:13:34 | 63.58 | 95% |
| 583 | 2015-05-16 02:05:59 | 69.20 | 100% |
| 491 | 2015-05-14 12:51:47 | 67.07 | 97% |