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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 412 | 2024-12-25 14:23:33 | 81.65 | 97.1% |
| 244 | 2024-12-21 07:26:57 | 83.59 | 96.2% |