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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6198 | 2025-07-18 07:07:36 | 100.64 | 98% |
| 5966 | 2025-06-12 08:46:54 | 95.11 | 97% |
| 3202 | 2025-03-20 07:17:51 | 78.05 | 97.2% |