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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1681 | 2015-06-22 02:10:10 | 79.18 | 92% |
| 1225 | 2015-05-05 20:43:34 | 65.47 | 92% |
| 143 | 2015-04-17 06:16:48 | 66.51 | 95% |