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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 937 | 2025-05-19 04:09:01 | 60.90 | 96% |
| 874 | 2025-05-12 02:28:25 | 63.07 | 97% |
| 742 | 2025-05-04 01:37:15 | 49.11 | 95% |
| 538 | 2024-08-08 08:10:05 | 57.01 | 95.7% |
| 219 | 2024-07-19 04:38:30 | 52.63 | 94.7% |