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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3952 | 2025-09-24 16:08:08 | 60.16 | 94% |
| 3770 | 2025-01-28 11:01:54 | 57.04 | 94% |