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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4724 | 2019-09-12 00:54:19 | 91.30 | 98% |
| 2315 | 2017-07-03 01:00:24 | 94.16 | 99% |