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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2024-10-05 10:56:55 | 82.62 | 96.8% |
| 276 | 2024-07-30 12:13:00 | 85.07 | 97.1% |