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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1674 | 2018-11-28 03:37:41 | 77.82 | 97% |
| 1350 | 2018-05-19 00:34:16 | 74.74 | 98% |