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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 948 | 2024-03-03 03:18:30 | 94.39 | 96.3% |
| 919 | 2024-02-29 06:33:54 | 98.40 | 97.9% |