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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 961 | 2024-08-20 08:29:53 | 98.09 | 98.3% |
| 948 | 2024-08-04 11:37:46 | 29.34 | 93.3% |