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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8647 | 2025-03-24 10:47:03 | 170.19 | 99.2% |
| 6205 | 2025-03-04 00:09:10 | 151.22 | 96.6% |
| 5304 | 2025-02-20 02:26:04 | 170.43 | 99.6% |
| 4220 | 2025-02-11 03:40:29 | 157.83 | 97.5% |
| 3969 | 2025-02-07 06:53:57 | 153.30 | 97.1% |
| 3743 | 2025-02-06 22:21:49 | 160.10 | 98.8% |
| 1294 | 2025-01-21 06:52:54 | 154.72 | 99.1% |