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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 847 | 2025-03-09 07:42:32 | 37.63 | 96% |
| 834 | 2025-03-02 09:12:56 | 44.75 | 97% |
| 711 | 2025-02-10 09:48:43 | 33.52 | 94% |
| 493 | 2024-08-23 07:12:21 | 35.56 | 95% |
| 303 | 2024-08-05 08:11:04 | 32.06 | 95% |