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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 452 | 2025-06-23 22:17:38 | 53.79 | 95% |
| 176 | 2025-06-09 00:37:30 | 41.90 | 91% |