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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6837 | 2017-12-09 12:40:30 | 112.15 | 97% |
| 6741 | 2017-12-09 10:58:00 | 122.10 | 100% |