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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 721 | 2024-10-06 17:14:25 | 64.90 | 98.7% |
| 700 | 2024-10-03 17:34:28 | 68.57 | 98.7% |
| 500 | 2024-09-15 14:45:41 | 59.67 | 97.5% |
| 310 | 2024-02-03 14:05:12 | 56.85 | 97.5% |
| 198 | 2024-01-08 13:59:21 | 47.13 | 96.8% |