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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2318 | 2025-03-05 01:48:49 | 75.52 | 94.9% |
| 1850 | 2025-02-09 04:27:54 | 70.58 | 95.8% |