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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2099 | 2024-09-23 03:40:42 | 117.31 | 98.3% |
| 1470 | 2024-07-27 16:21:13 | 106.76 | 97.7% |