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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 721 | 2025-07-27 05:54:43 | 35.12 | 93% |
| 629 | 2025-07-22 06:20:13 | 38.45 | 94% |