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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2024-03-27 07:36:58 | 76.61 | 97.2% |
| 1688 | 2023-12-31 15:42:17 | 77.17 | 98.3% |