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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 217 | 2024-07-12 08:21:31 | 47.56 | 95.7% |
| 106 | 2024-07-06 08:15:35 | 38.93 | 96.2% |