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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1866 | 2017-09-19 04:08:13 | 52.42 | 94% |
| 1001 | 2017-05-10 13:02:51 | 53.69 | 91% |
| 295 | 2017-04-26 19:49:38 | 60.32 | 91% |