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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 370 | 2017-11-21 04:58:36 | 30.05 | 100% |
| 344 | 2017-11-12 23:55:42 | 34.55 | 100% |