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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1834 | 2018-11-05 20:26:53 | 114.41 | 98% |
| 1381 | 2018-08-13 18:16:12 | 99.09 | 97% |