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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4914 | 2018-05-24 17:30:27 | 122.41 | 97% |
| 1424 | 2018-03-27 15:15:43 | 131.51 | 99% |