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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16570 | 2025-03-31 07:53:56 | 64.52 | 98% |
| 16296 | 2025-03-27 19:19:38 | 70.95 | 98.7% |
| 15806 | 2025-03-17 20:00:54 | 63.65 | 96% |