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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5703 | 2025-01-07 05:43:33 | 82.31 | 97.9% |
| 5537 | 2024-11-19 06:17:12 | 72.21 | 96.5% |
| 3619 | 2023-12-13 07:02:26 | 82.35 | 98.8% |