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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 215 | 2024-04-13 05:16:28 | 60.33 | 94.7% |
| 16 | 2024-02-08 16:48:08 | 55.98 | 95.4% |