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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19513 | 2020-07-01 11:32:45 | 117.32 | 98% |
| 19414 | 2020-06-28 13:27:57 | 140.70 | 100% |