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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 954 | 2025-06-23 06:47:26 | 45.40 | 96% |
| 920 | 2025-06-19 08:18:24 | 52.22 | 99% |
| 783 | 2024-10-17 17:34:12 | 42.71 | 96.4% |
| 649 | 2024-09-29 18:57:13 | 38.66 | 95.1% |
| 602 | 2024-09-28 12:11:53 | 32.13 | 93.9% |
| 555 | 2024-09-22 17:19:37 | 43.98 | 96.1% |
| 442 | 2024-07-15 15:39:17 | 37.50 | 95.6% |