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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 275 | 2020-12-29 11:46:31 | 68.76 | 95% |
| 237 | 2020-12-29 02:05:24 | 71.71 | 95% |