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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2515 | 2025-07-17 20:25:41 | 46.39 | 94% |
| 2182 | 2025-07-11 18:51:53 | 57.18 | 98% |
| 2131 | 2025-07-10 17:18:45 | 50.93 | 95% |
| 1982 | 2025-07-08 15:48:13 | 53.66 | 96% |
| 1394 | 2025-06-13 08:49:45 | 40.14 | 95% |
| 791 | 2024-12-18 19:35:30 | 46.39 | 96.8% |
| 381 | 2024-10-15 17:58:37 | 50.15 | 97.1% |
| 137 | 2024-10-05 10:21:32 | 47.70 | 96.8% |