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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1961 | 2024-10-15 05:18:27 | 76.08 | 97% |
| 1646 | 2024-09-20 09:57:21 | 78.86 | 97% |
| 985 | 2024-08-19 06:50:36 | 69.35 | 96.4% |
| 819 | 2024-08-16 09:58:06 | 56.17 | 96.1% |
| 394 | 2024-07-08 14:26:47 | 74.77 | 97.9% |
| 164 | 2024-06-03 14:57:29 | 65.70 | 96% |
| 3 | 2024-05-22 16:39:02 | 59.30 | 97.6% |