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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1175 | 2016-08-01 06:49:59 | 44.20 | 89% |
| 909 | 2016-07-04 07:53:36 | 44.91 | 92% |
| 825 | 2016-06-30 12:07:42 | 38.50 | 89% |