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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 631 | 2019-04-08 10:03:05 | 106.19 | 96% |
| 607 | 2019-04-08 08:02:25 | 125.48 | 98% |