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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 223 | 2025-06-01 09:38:12 | 50.82 | 96% |
| 222 | 2025-06-01 09:34:49 | 52.13 | 98% |
| 72 | 2025-03-31 08:04:21 | 42.64 | 95% |