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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2248 | 2025-03-26 15:13:38 | 64.12 | 95% |
| 2236 | 2025-03-24 14:11:41 | 69.87 | 96% |
| 2208 | 2025-03-16 02:06:27 | 68.39 | 94% |
| 1137 | 2024-07-02 17:16:39 | 73.33 | 96.7% |
| 923 | 2024-06-08 13:18:17 | 68.61 | 96.4% |
| 570 | 2024-04-08 14:25:10 | 63.99 | 96.9% |
| 324 | 2024-03-11 17:16:24 | 68.45 | 94.9% |