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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1361 | 2016-02-27 19:46:45 | 68.10 | 99% |
| 1065 | 2016-02-25 15:48:26 | 62.94 | 97% |
| 1033 | 2016-02-25 03:54:32 | 64.29 | 97% |
| 475 | 2016-02-13 01:03:08 | 67.00 | 99% |