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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 434 | 2024-06-19 12:32:20 | 45.08 | 93.5% |
| 272 | 2024-06-14 09:36:11 | 33.30 | 92.9% |
| 183 | 2024-06-11 10:50:24 | 27.27 | 91.8% |