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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1497 | 2024-03-17 20:01:18 | 55.27 | 93.6% |
| 1383 | 2024-03-15 22:50:35 | 52.50 | 93.8% |