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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1897 | 2016-04-18 02:11:58 | 92.97 | 99% |
| 1618 | 2016-04-08 17:39:55 | 84.52 | 96% |
| 1231 | 2016-03-27 17:55:07 | 75.31 | 98% |
| 917 | 2016-03-04 07:46:58 | 72.20 | 85% |
| 866 | 2016-03-01 11:56:08 | 81.00 | 96% |