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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 535 | 2025-07-26 15:09:11 | 61.79 | 98% |
| 510 | 2024-07-29 08:19:57 | 61.19 | 97% |