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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3072 | 2025-02-18 21:09:16 | 92.40 | 96.8% |
| 2693 | 2025-01-28 13:17:51 | 78.21 | 94.3% |
| 2149 | 2025-01-01 12:10:51 | 89.09 | 96.7% |
| 1890 | 2024-12-10 12:21:04 | 76.73 | 96.1% |
| 1645 | 2024-11-21 12:24:12 | 79.98 | 95.2% |
| 1579 | 2024-11-20 18:25:59 | 84.79 | 95.1% |
| 849 | 2023-11-25 17:10:50 | 76.22 | 97.2% |