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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1178 | 2025-06-13 03:43:04 | 68.87 | 94% |
| 945 | 2025-05-22 00:52:27 | 76.24 | 94.8% |