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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5411 | 2025-02-18 12:55:56 | 91.17 | 97.2% |
| 3401 | 2025-01-29 11:32:53 | 96.96 | 99.1% |
| 1806 | 2025-01-05 11:34:52 | 86.46 | 97.2% |
| 121 | 2024-12-18 03:28:13 | 69.87 | 94.1% |