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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 556 | 2024-06-09 11:47:23 | 70.95 | 97.9% |
| 502 | 2024-03-13 06:04:58 | 71.73 | 96.7% |