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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1213 | 2025-01-06 18:15:04 | 63.15 | 95.2% |
| 937 | 2024-11-29 22:51:33 | 77.63 | 96.4% |