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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 378 | 2024-10-24 15:29:13 | 48.47 | 96.1% |
| 346 | 2024-07-27 08:36:38 | 43.68 | 96.4% |