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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1933 | 2020-08-14 00:21:41 | 116.96 | 100% |
| 1251 | 2020-07-01 00:30:37 | 111.51 | 100% |