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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2025-01-07 11:14:53 | 32.74 | 92.2% |
| 33 | 2024-11-24 15:17:22 | 34.08 | 91.3% |