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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1798 | 2024-02-08 04:18:05 | 80.19 | 97.9% |
| 1686 | 2024-01-23 14:00:20 | 76.91 | 97.5% |