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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10188 | 2025-06-17 16:30:09 | 131.06 | 96% |
| 6016 | 2025-04-02 04:56:12 | 158.94 | 99.1% |
| 5648 | 2025-03-31 01:45:19 | 144.19 | 97.1% |
| 5600 | 2025-03-30 19:10:46 | 131.72 | 96.2% |