'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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8597 | 2023-10-27 01:12:57 | 82.44 | 96.8% |
| 7009 | 2023-08-14 00:33:11 | 75.15 | 96% |
| 6991 | 2023-08-12 23:24:17 | 77.47 | 96% |
| 6491 | 2023-07-15 00:12:25 | 68.91 | 95% |
| 5509 | 2023-06-23 23:44:01 | 69.47 | 95% |
| 5032 | 2023-06-15 22:21:32 | 67.78 | 96% |