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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125 | 2017-09-06 18:30:33 | 113.71 | 99% |
| 97 | 2017-09-06 14:57:20 | 118.61 | 99% |