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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1712 | 2020-07-30 08:57:32 | 64.52 | 97% |
| 905 | 2020-07-02 02:58:19 | 56.58 | 98% |