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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1957 | 2024-07-24 17:25:15 | 85.48 | 98% |
| 1681 | 2024-03-01 17:43:57 | 91.40 | 98.3% |