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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4746 | 2024-12-04 13:09:18 | 57.72 | 95.1% |
| 4732 | 2024-12-02 11:34:12 | 54.66 | 97.9% |
| 4560 | 2024-08-20 11:42:01 | 57.47 | 97.9% |