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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4207 | 2018-04-02 00:57:54 | 69.47 | 96% |
| 3210 | 2018-01-14 23:20:56 | 69.48 | 97% |