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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 217 | 2024-10-04 00:00:04 | 51.46 | 95.1% |
| 208 | 2024-10-02 23:56:09 | 49.58 | 94.3% |