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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 286 | 2024-09-09 12:04:45 | 46.94 | 95% |
| 215 | 2024-08-26 15:03:20 | 38.93 | 92.9% |