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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 814 | 2025-05-25 12:53:37 | 54.50 | 95.4% |
| 698 | 2025-05-23 16:59:00 | 55.52 | 97.9% |
| 629 | 2025-05-22 16:03:44 | 48.58 | 92.8% |
| 531 | 2025-05-21 10:48:54 | 49.77 | 94.9% |
| 100 | 2025-05-08 17:37:25 | 40.32 | 94.2% |