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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1436 | 2025-04-14 09:59:17 | 62.88 | 96% |
| 309 | 2024-09-23 16:37:44 | 56.11 | 94.9% |
| 207 | 2024-09-10 19:34:18 | 53.70 | 95.1% |