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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4491 | 2024-11-19 10:39:57 | 76.13 | 95% |
| 4345 | 2024-03-13 17:22:24 | 64.65 | 94.2% |