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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2098 | 2025-01-10 10:41:37 | 78.65 | 97.5% |
| 1955 | 2025-01-08 04:13:38 | 47.39 | 96.7% |