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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1463 | 2017-03-29 20:18:17 | 107.93 | 98% |
| 707 | 2017-03-15 23:21:55 | 82.64 | 90% |