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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 88 | 2025-05-06 15:41:59 | 45.00 | 95.3% |
| 85 | 2025-05-06 15:36:57 | 44.29 | 94.9% |