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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4579 | 2017-11-16 07:34:52 | 185.72 | 100% |
| 3482 | 2017-07-20 22:58:36 | 136.85 | 98% |