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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 184 | 2025-04-16 08:15:16 | 43.82 | 92.1% |
| 172 | 2025-04-11 00:58:15 | 39.61 | 94% |
| 134 | 2024-05-17 22:38:45 | 32.61 | 93.5% |
| 97 | 2024-02-21 17:39:13 | 35.62 | 92.5% |
| 84 | 2024-02-17 18:38:34 | 37.97 | 93.6% |