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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 248 | 2024-09-17 11:18:04 | 32.50 | 94.5% |
| 134 | 2024-05-22 18:47:22 | 25.93 | 94.8% |