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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 703 | 2024-06-21 20:27:16 | 66.08 | 97.1% |
| 630 | 2024-01-24 18:07:15 | 53.36 | 95.1% |