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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 150 | 2024-10-28 11:26:18 | 40.96 | 91.7% |
| 130 | 2024-10-27 17:31:18 | 45.29 | 95.1% |
| 100 | 2024-10-25 07:33:51 | 38.40 | 89.8% |