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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2467 | 2024-02-05 19:56:47 | 75.32 | 95% |
| 2037 | 2024-01-20 10:44:16 | 80.77 | 95.8% |