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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 142 | 2024-02-02 05:22:40 | 41.77 | 91.9% |
| 129 | 2024-01-27 00:54:49 | 40.50 | 92.8% |