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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 473 | 2020-03-13 04:38:30 | 51.28 | 95% |
| 431 | 2020-03-10 21:58:05 | 56.63 | 97% |