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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 277 | 2014-07-18 16:38:17 | 83.17 | 94% |
| 208 | 2014-07-03 03:02:21 | 80.55 | 93% |
| 102 | 2014-06-18 11:30:54 | 74.18 | 96% |