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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1879 | 2025-07-29 10:31:20 | 52.74 | 96% |
| 532 | 2024-10-09 14:39:17 | 39.80 | 97.5% |
| 288 | 2024-09-19 16:35:06 | 36.74 | 95% |
| 37 | 2024-08-25 18:42:05 | 33.46 | 96.3% |