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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 470 | 2024-09-11 16:43:44 | 41.88 | 96.7% |
| 411 | 2024-09-09 18:11:36 | 38.93 | 94.9% |