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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 129 | 2025-03-20 17:42:21 | 46.45 | 96% |
| 73 | 2025-03-13 11:38:44 | 51.10 | 95% |