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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 813 | 2025-04-09 15:13:48 | 53.41 | 94.9% |
| 757 | 2025-02-10 12:55:20 | 50.18 | 95.6% |
| 538 | 2025-02-01 15:24:27 | 57.92 | 97.1% |