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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3741 | 2024-11-04 05:25:45 | 70.21 | 96.1% |
| 3518 | 2024-03-18 02:33:08 | 73.03 | 96.4% |