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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 273 | 2020-06-09 20:32:01 | 79.32 | 96% |
| 254 | 2020-06-09 20:10:51 | 82.56 | 97% |