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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 272 | 2024-08-22 12:53:50 | 60.28 | 95% |
| 101 | 2024-08-20 10:14:38 | 57.83 | 98% |
| 4 | 2024-08-16 13:42:28 | 54.01 | 95.7% |