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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1276 | 2024-08-06 05:45:10 | 59.94 | 95.5% |
| 1184 | 2024-07-21 08:13:00 | 55.58 | 94.1% |