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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2915 | 2018-10-17 15:14:04 | 122.26 | 98% |
| 732 | 2018-02-06 16:24:50 | 119.60 | 97% |