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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1344 | 2018-10-25 10:13:29 | 110.11 | 98% |
| 548 | 2018-09-16 12:02:50 | 106.01 | 98% |