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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 254 | 2024-02-17 16:51:23 | 66.55 | 97.5% |
| 249 | 2024-02-16 18:11:17 | 54.55 | 96.4% |