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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1379 | 2019-01-14 18:46:07 | 99.88 | 97% |
| 1271 | 2019-01-02 23:15:09 | 101.04 | 98% |