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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 380 | 2024-04-28 14:58:04 | 50.92 | 97.9% |
| 300 | 2024-04-19 16:53:45 | 46.84 | 95.8% |