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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3371 | 2025-01-16 20:31:43 | 77.54 | 96.9% |
| 3209 | 2024-05-29 18:31:13 | 81.01 | 96.5% |