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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105 | 2025-04-17 17:17:39 | 49.45 | 97% |
| 13 | 2024-12-06 21:56:05 | 47.19 | 95% |