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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2683 | 2025-05-03 22:38:19 | 84.90 | 97.5% |
| 2380 | 2025-01-21 23:20:40 | 86.79 | 99.1% |
| 1185 | 2024-02-09 00:36:49 | 75.68 | 96.9% |