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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 692 | 2024-10-15 15:10:22 | 40.50 | 96.7% |
| 491 | 2024-09-03 16:49:32 | 34.59 | 97.1% |
| 216 | 2024-08-16 17:35:14 | 29.01 | 96.4% |