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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4059 | 2024-08-08 06:13:34 | 71.62 | 97.2% |
| 3279 | 2024-05-12 15:59:44 | 73.98 | 97.5% |
| 3090 | 2024-04-24 17:05:37 | 52.81 | 94.8% |
| 3020 | 2024-04-19 10:22:30 | 64.58 | 96.8% |
| 2391 | 2024-03-07 06:59:19 | 62.66 | 95.7% |