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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1077 | 2019-08-13 11:29:54 | 83.33 | 98% |
| 149 | 2018-11-03 04:41:06 | 63.59 | 98% |