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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1914 | 2017-03-20 00:47:57 | 48.63 | 93% |
| 1912 | 2017-03-20 00:43:37 | 49.14 | 95% |
| 1485 | 2017-03-11 21:57:41 | 47.62 | 95% |