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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6333 | 2018-10-17 15:13:58 | 168.96 | 99% |
| 2397 | 2018-06-25 21:51:41 | 165.04 | 100% |