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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 146 | 2025-02-02 15:12:34 | 35.16 | 94.3% |
| 21 | 2025-01-13 14:31:04 | 25.67 | 94.9% |