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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1055 | 2024-08-13 06:56:57 | 56.54 | 95.3% |
| 1042 | 2024-07-28 10:24:49 | 59.26 | 96.7% |
| 618 | 2024-06-02 07:32:24 | 64.48 | 97.5% |
| 608 | 2024-06-02 05:31:32 | 61.04 | 97.6% |
| 189 | 2024-05-22 09:30:05 | 62.57 | 97.5% |