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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 674 | 2024-05-16 00:14:47 | 32.96 | 94.2% |
| 552 | 2024-04-30 00:27:09 | 26.50 | 91% |