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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 766 | 2015-04-02 17:39:48 | 83.10 | 98% |
| 212 | 2015-03-23 23:24:03 | 77.04 | 98% |
| 171 | 2015-03-22 13:04:24 | 69.48 | 90% |