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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2725 | 2024-03-12 06:37:59 | 41.33 | 94.3% |
| 2694 | 2024-03-02 11:00:33 | 50.76 | 97.1% |