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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1297 | 2024-04-18 11:08:30 | 53.52 | 99% |
| 193 | 2024-01-11 19:22:32 | 47.61 | 97.1% |