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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 825 | 2024-03-25 11:19:30 | 64.29 | 95.5% |
| 152 | 2024-02-13 11:31:50 | 67.84 | 96.1% |