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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5186 | 2024-02-29 15:23:04 | 68.05 | 97.5% |
| 5165 | 2024-02-14 16:40:10 | 70.58 | 99% |