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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 662 | 2024-12-29 12:37:09 | 49.23 | 94.3% |
| 564 | 2024-12-12 01:21:11 | 45.61 | 95.4% |
| 509 | 2024-08-28 14:54:26 | 44.68 | 95.4% |