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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 446 | 2024-09-12 22:53:45 | 54.60 | 97.5% |
| 39 | 2024-07-08 23:07:48 | 45.88 | 96.7% |