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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2039 | 2024-02-13 23:31:54 | 81.94 | 96.4% |
| 1425 | 2024-01-28 17:56:59 | 77.21 | 96.6% |