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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 345 | 2025-05-31 07:02:08 | 62.56 | 100% |
| 219 | 2025-04-24 18:18:35 | 54.05 | 96.4% |