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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 206 | 2024-04-08 16:44:18 | 48.86 | 97.2% |
| 61 | 2024-04-02 18:26:19 | 49.25 | 96.1% |