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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15121 | 2024-09-18 16:09:42 | 71.43 | 97.9% |
| 14784 | 2024-09-03 11:14:17 | 63.46 | 98.3% |
| 13744 | 2024-05-06 14:05:54 | 69.17 | 99.1% |
| 13496 | 2024-04-04 12:25:13 | 68.06 | 97.5% |