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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 696 | 2025-01-31 14:54:08 | 60.36 | 98.3% |
| 597 | 2024-12-09 15:14:56 | 58.27 | 98.7% |
| 92 | 2024-10-14 23:41:57 | 45.80 | 96.1% |
| 91 | 2024-10-14 23:40:35 | 45.68 | 96.7% |