Now we drifted according to the breeze, our boat a small blimp in a vast blue universe of ocean. We had been at sea for four days and that gallon of water did not last long. We lay quietly, waiting for death or a miracle.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4017 | 2024-04-13 13:52:40 | 64.61 | 94.9% |
| 3858 | 2024-03-30 13:27:26 | 59.16 | 96.8% |
| 3538 | 2024-02-24 09:07:27 | 55.49 | 95% |
| 3124 | 2024-01-15 05:16:51 | 55.88 | 94.4% |