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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 342 | 2024-05-13 13:17:56 | 29.66 | 95.1% |
| 29 | 2024-04-17 13:36:46 | 36.39 | 95.5% |