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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1875 | 2017-01-27 15:39:50 | 49.11 | 90% |
| 373 | 2016-08-18 12:49:58 | 33.68 | 84% |
| 62 | 2016-05-12 15:07:46 | 28.38 | 93% |