'Ere Jim, have a seat and I'll tell you a tale that'll cause your blood to run cold. It was a dark and stormy night, three weeks out of Ilfracombe, bound for the isle of Lundy. Just east of Devil's Slide, late in the middle watch there was a call from the fore topsail yard. 'On deck there, a sail, one point on the starboard bow.' Through the mist and fog, a dark shape emerged, a ghostly figure standing at its helm. Course set, intent clear, it bore down upon us. On the wind, a refrain to strike fear into the heart of any man.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105549 | 2023-10-16 21:07:04 | 104.20 | 98.8% |
| 104346 | 2023-09-18 15:53:14 | 104.48 | 98% |
| 101513 | 2023-06-30 22:36:00 | 105.62 | 97% |
| 100109 | 2023-06-01 17:24:40 | 116.79 | 99% |
| 100027 | 2023-05-18 17:45:37 | 108.40 | 97% |