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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3443 | 2024-09-16 13:02:48 | 73.83 | 95.2% |
| 3344 | 2024-04-10 09:47:33 | 59.72 | 92% |
| 3171 | 2024-02-01 22:59:58 | 70.87 | 93.4% |