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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 452 | 2024-03-07 22:07:59 | 50.92 | 94.3% |
| 442 | 2024-03-07 21:48:18 | 44.20 | 91.7% |