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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2017-07-04 17:17:07 | 103.56 | 97% |
| 1532 | 2017-07-04 11:57:39 | 87.26 | 96% |