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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1777 | 2024-08-14 01:25:26 | 74.32 | 97.9% |
| 1202 | 2024-07-23 06:35:30 | 65.18 | 95.6% |