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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6341 | 2024-10-05 15:25:40 | 106.04 | 98.3% |
| 5156 | 2024-09-02 20:40:20 | 106.53 | 97.5% |