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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 275 | 2024-06-22 00:27:12 | 50.81 | 94.4% |
| 168 | 2024-06-16 01:23:42 | 50.40 | 93.9% |
| 157 | 2024-06-15 23:08:25 | 39.86 | 93.3% |