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 |
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260 | 2024-05-08 19:21:40 | 28.98 | 96.9% |
243 | 2024-05-05 05:28:48 | 29.56 | 94.9% |