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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2223 | 2025-06-25 13:59:03 | 115.76 | 98% |
| 530 | 2025-05-31 12:21:50 | 99.65 | 98% |