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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 597 | 2024-07-01 07:34:50 | 38.72 | 97.1% |
| 534 | 2024-06-16 01:16:45 | 34.35 | 94.7% |