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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1439 | 2016-11-07 16:24:25 | 106.92 | 92% |
| 782 | 2016-10-23 08:26:53 | 110.87 | 92% |
| 720 | 2016-10-23 04:44:39 | 109.31 | 83% |