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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1100 | 2024-03-10 15:20:41 | 64.72 | 98.7% |
| 937 | 2024-02-05 15:50:27 | 55.64 | 94.1% |