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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 845 | 2025-05-21 07:07:08 | 72.62 | 95.1% |
| 702 | 2025-01-02 03:43:19 | 66.09 | 95.4% |
| 288 | 2024-01-01 13:09:34 | 72.24 | 95.2% |