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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5147 | 2017-12-20 08:57:19 | 65.20 | 97% |
| 4176 | 2017-06-28 09:02:34 | 56.53 | 98% |