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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 225 | 2025-01-07 11:03:54 | 26.29 | 95% |
| 140 | 2024-08-26 04:47:04 | 25.19 | 94.9% |