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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 214 | 2016-01-08 06:53:48 | 68.31 | 100% |
| 90 | 2011-03-26 04:06:03 | 45.93 | |
| 74 | 2011-03-26 03:21:43 | 56.45 |