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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3030 | 2019-05-17 18:00:33 | 117.39 | 99% |
| 640 | 2019-02-25 18:22:58 | 104.23 | 98% |
| 540 | 2019-02-22 16:11:24 | 104.79 | 97% |