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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2016-08-28 14:05:40 | 127.10 | 98% |
| 873 | 2016-08-21 19:48:35 | 109.37 | 95% |
| 685 | 2016-07-29 11:03:35 | 100.51 | 92% |