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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5521 | 2024-10-24 13:12:01 | 79.46 | 99.1% |
| 4988 | 2024-06-12 16:12:27 | 66.29 | 97.2% |
| 4207 | 2024-02-17 06:45:46 | 68.18 | 99.1% |