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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 95 | 2024-06-11 12:17:54 | 43.33 | 94.3% |
| 92 | 2024-06-11 12:12:10 | 41.54 | 93.6% |
| 17 | 2024-06-03 12:07:20 | 39.52 | 94.8% |