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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 245 | 2024-02-14 17:51:13 | 68.02 | 98% |
| 155 | 2024-02-09 15:26:08 | 59.18 | 96% |