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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1381 | 2018-11-14 01:27:25 | 44.80 | 96% |
| 1363 | 2018-11-13 21:24:31 | 45.24 | 94% |