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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 638 | 2025-01-15 17:34:08 | 75.04 | 96.8% |
| 385 | 2023-12-07 00:42:39 | 59.04 | 97.5% |