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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 60672 | 2024-05-20 03:03:05 | 133.74 | 98% |
| 60499 | 2024-04-07 22:09:28 | 150.29 | 99.2% |