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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 224 | 2024-03-27 15:47:19 | 69.80 | 97.2% |
| 58 | 2024-03-23 21:21:11 | 57.49 | 96.2% |