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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 61 | 2025-05-30 11:35:55 | 52.29 | 96% |
| 47 | 2025-05-24 18:11:51 | 55.54 | 96% |