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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2260 | 2025-05-28 13:19:48 | 69.61 | 94% |
| 1582 | 2024-11-14 14:58:19 | 74.57 | 95.4% |
| 1393 | 2024-09-09 20:58:28 | 77.92 | 96% |
| 1351 | 2024-08-15 16:56:30 | 73.17 | 95.6% |