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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 268 | 2018-10-07 22:16:58 | 66.98 | 95% |
| 259 | 2018-10-03 15:39:02 | 70.51 | 96% |