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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1345 | 2016-08-03 10:20:27 | 61.60 | 93% |
| 1003 | 2016-07-01 07:54:30 | 63.80 | 96% |
| 692 | 2016-05-20 06:50:46 | 58.13 | 94% |