On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. I had to stop for the night.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 63 | 2019-09-03 01:30:12 | 124.49 | 98% |
| 42 | 2019-09-03 00:47:14 | 119.19 | 98% |