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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 463 | 2017-08-31 15:45:23 | 86.32 | 96% |
| 314 | 2017-08-25 12:18:33 | 88.83 | 98% |