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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3059 | 2024-04-25 18:43:49 | 68.97 | 96.5% |
| 2596 | 2024-02-20 10:17:04 | 67.28 | 96% |