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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2869 | 2025-07-08 14:53:20 | 47.86 | 95% |
| 2315 | 2024-08-29 17:54:16 | 52.68 | 93.2% |
| 1837 | 2024-06-04 21:42:04 | 53.53 | 96.1% |