'Ere Jim, have a seat and I'll tell you a tale that'll cause your blood to run cold. It was a dark and stormy night, three weeks out of Ilfracombe, bound for the isle of Lundy. Just east of Devil's Slide, late in the middle watch there was a call from the fore topsail yard. 'On deck there, a sail, one point on the starboard bow.' Through the mist and fog, a dark shape emerged, a ghostly figure standing at its helm. Course set, intent clear, it bore down upon us. On the wind, a refrain to strike fear into the heart of any man.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42523 | 2023-11-15 00:31:42 | 109.46 | 98% |
| 40265 | 2023-09-24 11:28:58 | 109.26 | 98% |
| 39968 | 2023-08-08 09:47:28 | 138.07 | 99% |
| 35943 | 2023-05-08 13:30:19 | 134.33 | 99% |
| 34864 | 2023-04-28 11:08:50 | 120.34 | 99% |