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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 681 | 2024-11-20 03:16:33 | 69.85 | 93.7% |
| 600 | 2024-09-18 16:51:10 | 68.46 | 96.1% |