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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10601 | 2024-04-15 16:30:59 | 115.52 | 98% |
| 7848 | 2024-01-10 23:09:30 | 110.54 | 97.2% |