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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1248 | 2014-03-11 05:07:20 | 55.06 | 94% |
| 1181 | 2014-03-11 03:29:03 | 53.63 | 94% |
| 440 | 2014-03-07 22:54:42 | 56.28 | 96% |