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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 198 | 2025-05-26 06:27:12 | 40.56 | 92.7% |
| 153 | 2025-05-22 17:56:29 | 50.35 | 97% |