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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 246 | 2024-08-30 05:43:14 | 72.45 | 98.3% |
| 30 | 2024-08-23 14:11:06 | 59.52 | 97.8% |