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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21478 | 2025-02-16 11:18:47 | 52.19 | 93.3% |
| 19198 | 2024-09-18 11:49:20 | 71.48 | 96.8% |
| 17661 | 2024-04-11 13:45:49 | 74.49 | 95.4% |