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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1208 | 2016-03-16 09:45:03 | 74.76 | 93% |
| 687 | 2016-02-03 13:17:30 | 85.61 | 97% |
| 656 | 2016-02-03 09:28:03 | 83.00 | 100% |