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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6187 | 2024-03-16 00:49:59 | 72.96 | 96% |
| 4601 | 2024-02-04 19:02:34 | 67.07 | 96.3% |
| 4273 | 2024-01-21 21:18:36 | 66.03 | 96.8% |