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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 616 | 2017-10-03 23:03:51 | 44.96 | 97% |
| 550 | 2017-10-02 23:29:43 | 45.14 | 97% |