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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5681 | 2024-06-15 16:16:14 | 43.60 | 95.5% |
| 5675 | 2024-06-09 13:09:35 | 52.42 | 97.5% |