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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 911 | 2018-11-02 20:09:12 | 142.50 | 100% |
| 768 | 2018-10-06 12:08:34 | 122.21 | 99% |