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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 334 | 2024-01-03 11:23:08 | 49.69 | 96.1% |
| 287 | 2023-12-05 07:18:50 | 51.84 | 94.5% |