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 |
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325 | 2020-09-18 00:25:16 | 116.07 | 99% |