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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 803 | 2014-05-20 03:18:02 | 113.72 | 100% |
| 503 | 2014-05-19 00:38:01 | 115.65 | 97% |
| 317 | 2014-05-13 09:27:07 | 114.97 | 97% |