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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2015-08-18 07:51:37 | 68.96 | 97% |
| 796 | 2015-08-13 12:41:28 | 59.49 | 97% |
| 511 | 2015-08-10 05:53:24 | 63.56 | 98% |
| 306 | 2015-08-09 05:42:41 | 63.67 | 96% |