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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1618 | 2019-07-01 12:05:34 | 57.78 | 97% |
| 1476 | 2019-04-16 18:29:25 | 64.91 | 97% |