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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 864 | 2016-10-18 04:14:49 | 51.58 | 95% |
| 725 | 2016-09-26 12:42:06 | 57.06 | 97% |
| 461 | 2016-08-16 06:11:14 | 51.04 | 95% |