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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6192 | 2024-03-20 16:51:57 | 77.08 | 97.9% |
| 5821 | 2024-01-17 21:37:44 | 72.79 | 97.2% |