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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2017-06-14 22:08:55 | 52.85 | 96% |
| 166 | 2017-02-20 06:10:12 | 38.46 | 87% |
| 99 | 2017-02-19 06:29:10 | 34.07 | 88% |