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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1846 | 2016-10-22 17:07:09 | 67.94 | 90% |
| 857 | 2016-08-03 20:36:38 | 64.25 | 93% |
| 340 | 2016-07-16 20:19:11 | 62.38 | 93% |