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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3077 | 2018-10-17 10:54:14 | 66.42 | 97% |
| 1151 | 2018-02-12 13:56:32 | 50.32 | 95% |