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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 330 | 2025-04-17 01:17:18 | 63.41 | 92.3% |
| 277 | 2025-04-08 15:23:00 | 62.60 | 94.9% |