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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1207 | 2019-11-23 18:09:45 | 86.35 | 97% |
| 466 | 2019-06-09 02:43:01 | 84.16 | 100% |