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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 410 | 2024-04-05 10:44:08 | 35.02 | 94.5% |
| 275 | 2024-03-24 11:52:18 | 37.40 | 94.6% |
| 258 | 2024-03-23 23:29:58 | 34.36 | 96.4% |
| 244 | 2024-03-23 15:10:58 | 33.25 | 94.3% |