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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5730 | 2024-05-21 22:50:35 | 82.56 | 97.1% |
| 5671 | 2024-05-13 07:55:51 | 89.39 | 98.3% |