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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 640 | 2018-06-01 14:40:35 | 65.77 | 95% |
| 606 | 2018-05-25 15:13:50 | 57.40 | 93% |