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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1731 | 2016-06-16 18:44:01 | 108.31 | 100% |
| 1367 | 2016-05-12 15:31:03 | 103.04 | 99% |
| 1133 | 2016-03-09 21:09:46 | 103.72 | 97% |