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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 984 | 2020-02-16 20:09:35 | 60.22 | 97% |
| 831 | 2020-02-10 20:11:47 | 55.39 | 96% |