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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1518 | 2024-11-30 10:41:01 | 58.77 | 97.9% |
| 1438 | 2024-05-06 07:01:57 | 47.21 | 93.3% |