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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1148 | 2025-04-24 12:36:42 | 47.91 | 96% |
| 423 | 2025-04-05 07:30:55 | 44.13 | 92.4% |
| 31 | 2025-03-21 04:40:46 | 32.97 | 92.4% |