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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5657 | 2025-02-18 12:55:48 | 126.62 | 99.1% |
| 5240 | 2024-08-03 10:36:09 | 137.31 | 98.7% |