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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 109 | 2025-03-26 16:55:36 | 77.37 | 97.6% |
| 61 | 2025-01-13 12:43:57 | 79.96 | 98.3% |