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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 72 | 2025-05-10 12:17:33 | 36.34 | 93% |
| 21 | 2025-05-03 23:03:24 | 26.10 | 90.5% |