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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2017-06-22 02:46:28 | 122.16 | 98% |
| 354 | 2017-06-16 20:08:53 | 118.54 | 98% |