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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1763 | 2017-10-21 00:13:39 | 172.06 | 100% |
| 762 | 2017-09-15 04:58:27 | 149.87 | 98% |