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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4455 | 2019-04-15 00:51:30 | 166.06 | 98% |
| 422 | 2019-01-10 02:25:44 | 163.40 | 99% |