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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 212 | 2025-05-21 16:31:22 | 44.32 | 96% |
| 37 | 2025-05-15 22:00:35 | 29.24 | 93% |