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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5430 | 2025-02-03 22:21:48 | 75.33 | 96.3% |
| 3845 | 2024-07-25 18:53:27 | 75.65 | 95.2% |
| 2719 | 2024-05-31 20:52:05 | 62.03 | 92.1% |
| 2607 | 2024-05-24 16:57:28 | 81.32 | 97.1% |
| 2119 | 2024-05-20 22:22:36 | 65.36 | 95.8% |
| 1627 | 2024-05-15 15:01:17 | 72.02 | 95.4% |
| 510 | 2024-04-30 23:58:27 | 78.80 | 98.3% |