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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3977 | 2025-03-28 15:29:55 | 72.01 | 94.9% |
| 3379 | 2024-10-16 13:36:43 | 72.86 | 95.8% |