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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2024-07-22 12:08:55 | 86.19 | 96.5% |
| 480 | 2024-02-13 06:37:25 | 71.36 | 94.5% |