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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 813 | 2024-07-01 18:04:06 | 29.86 | 96.5% |
| 496 | 2024-06-03 08:55:56 | 29.11 | 97.1% |