They looked out over the Mediterranean. Far below, the last excursion boat from the Isles des Lerins floated across the bay like a Fourth-of-July balloon foot-loose in the heavens. Between the black isles it floated, softly parting the dark tide.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 63 | 2019-02-03 02:50:54 | 135.69 | 98% |