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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7256 | 2024-03-02 13:42:30 | 64.06 | 95.5% |
| 6987 | 2024-02-08 19:03:08 | 77.67 | 98% |