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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6136 | 2018-04-02 12:04:43 | 75.65 | 97% |
| 5127 | 2018-02-20 18:40:59 | 80.83 | 98% |
| 4873 | 2017-09-29 10:51:45 | 70.74 | 98% |