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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2016-04-11 12:45:21 | 57.91 | 89% |
| 582 | 2016-03-01 13:48:15 | 60.61 | 96% |
| 508 | 2016-02-26 13:28:02 | 66.52 | 95% |
| 358 | 2016-02-18 14:40:02 | 56.72 | 89% |
| 129 | 2016-02-04 13:28:49 | 53.15 | 92% |