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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 697 | 2024-03-05 03:11:30 | 86.10 | 98.7% |
| 691 | 2024-03-05 03:07:10 | 77.67 | 95.5% |
| 146 | 2023-12-13 22:38:36 | 84.92 | 98.3% |