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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4044 | 2020-11-10 18:37:54 | 97.17 | 98% |
| 224 | 2018-12-22 23:00:08 | 89.03 | 99% |