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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17079 | 2018-01-08 04:01:12 | 130.84 | 98% |
| 16769 | 2017-11-03 04:22:30 | 108.50 | 97% |