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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1481 | 2025-02-02 17:50:48 | 90.64 | 99.6% |
| 1438 | 2025-02-02 10:15:07 | 85.47 | 97.9% |
| 56 | 2024-12-31 08:29:03 | 78.83 | 97.2% |