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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 543 | 2018-05-07 08:55:04 | 59.15 | 93% |
| 105 | 2018-05-01 01:30:04 | 52.30 | 95% |