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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175 | 2024-05-31 18:42:36 | 72.96 | 97.9% |
| 26 | 2024-05-21 15:38:17 | 76.33 | 98.3% |