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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 149 | 2025-05-26 05:44:01 | 40.49 | 97.5% |
| 141 | 2025-05-24 07:37:46 | 43.49 | 97.8% |