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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1311 | 2017-06-19 16:25:53 | 39.01 | 92% |
| 1094 | 2017-06-13 19:03:53 | 44.74 | 93% |
| 808 | 2017-06-05 19:18:28 | 48.86 | 94% |
| 561 | 2017-05-31 18:01:47 | 47.73 | 82% |