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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 234 | 2024-12-28 07:33:30 | 51.44 | 97.1% |
| 54 | 2024-12-02 14:24:42 | 32.45 | 92.8% |