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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1147 | 2017-02-06 08:00:19 | 62.47 | 99% |
| 845 | 2017-01-05 13:00:43 | 55.09 | 97% |