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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 132 | 2025-09-06 17:26:22 | 47.88 | 93% |
| 93 | 2025-09-06 14:44:11 | 50.00 | 94% |