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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 367 | 2016-02-24 14:26:53 | 66.56 | 91% |
| 363 | 2016-02-24 14:21:29 | 61.07 | 86% |
| 303 | 2016-02-23 15:10:59 | 55.00 | 84% |
| 144 | 2016-02-18 14:39:56 | 64.10 | 90% |