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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 161 | 2025-03-30 16:18:44 | 39.29 | 93% |
| 15 | 2025-03-04 06:20:42 | 48.67 | 97.4% |