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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 533 | 2019-11-27 20:13:39 | 90.51 | 95% |
| 371 | 2019-09-12 08:47:40 | 98.07 | 98% |