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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 283 | 2024-01-05 09:38:13 | 38.83 | 97.1% |
| 239 | 2024-01-04 09:41:52 | 37.61 | 97.9% |