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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16386 | 2018-03-12 20:49:25 | 77.57 | 97% |
| 16290 | 2017-12-18 15:50:33 | 80.57 | 97% |