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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4432 | 2017-10-04 23:56:21 | 98.51 | 98% |
| 4195 | 2017-09-26 21:31:37 | 103.62 | 98% |