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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22616 | 2024-06-04 16:15:26 | 90.43 | 97.5% |
| 22519 | 2024-05-29 18:31:13 | 81.30 | 96.5% |
| 21460 | 2024-04-07 15:46:21 | 89.62 | 97.2% |