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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9744 | 2017-11-14 20:30:19 | 171.22 | 100% |
| 9637 | 2017-11-10 01:16:14 | 155.01 | 99% |