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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3231 | 2020-03-26 20:14:02 | 135.81 | 98% |
| 1871 | 2020-03-05 02:56:52 | 130.42 | 98% |