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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 289 | 2024-05-09 12:07:02 | 39.92 | 94% |
| 215 | 2024-03-05 18:50:02 | 34.02 | 94% |