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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 574 | 2025-05-09 02:10:08 | 45.29 | 95.4% |
| 440 | 2025-02-11 02:35:20 | 39.94 | 93.1% |