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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6870 | 2019-01-20 10:32:48 | 66.77 | 98% |
| 4353 | 2017-09-08 21:00:03 | 64.77 | 98% |