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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 143 | 2024-12-02 13:07:15 | 42.56 | 95.2% |
| 125 | 2024-11-30 09:47:03 | 38.85 | 95% |
| 110 | 2024-11-29 06:12:39 | 32.35 | 93.1% |