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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1094 | 2018-07-10 05:01:39 | 67.77 | 95% |
| 374 | 2018-06-18 21:55:05 | 63.63 | 96% |