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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36625 | 2024-04-06 07:42:45 | 54.13 | 98.3% |
| 36544 | 2024-03-10 15:08:42 | 45.55 | 97.9% |