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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 630 | 2024-06-27 10:31:19 | 58.89 | 96.8% |
| 452 | 2024-05-21 08:23:06 | 51.04 | 94.3% |