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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 923 | 2018-12-16 08:20:35 | 37.57 | 94% |
| 189 | 2018-12-02 18:22:12 | 27.42 | 91% |