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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 641 | 2020-10-10 00:29:37 | 89.91 | 97% |
| 463 | 2020-09-30 05:26:47 | 97.09 | 95% |