'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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 411169 | 2023-11-23 03:31:19 | 102.18 | 98.1% |
| 403455 | 2023-09-02 10:15:28 | 103.04 | 98% |
| 395798 | 2023-06-28 18:28:01 | 112.75 | 98% |
| 394152 | 2023-06-14 00:36:13 | 103.42 | 97% |
| 391762 | 2023-04-22 16:40:49 | 120.74 | 100% |
| 391761 | 2023-04-22 16:39:24 | 117.50 | 99% |
| 391760 | 2023-04-22 16:24:09 | 110.77 | 99% |
| 391759 | 2023-04-22 13:33:00 | 110.84 | 99% |
| 391758 | 2023-04-22 13:29:41 | 108.91 | 99% |
| 391757 | 2023-04-22 13:24:34 | 102.95 | 99% |