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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11501 | 2019-06-15 03:21:58 | 156.73 | 99% |
| 10840 | 2017-10-18 01:39:37 | 131.43 | 99% |