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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1226 | 2025-10-10 13:28:07 | 86.70 | 98% |
| 1013 | 2025-09-22 08:05:54 | 81.63 | 95% |
| 190 | 2023-12-16 11:12:23 | 58.13 | 95.2% |