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 |
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3977 | 2019-11-06 16:26:18 | 127.12 | 97% |
3016 | 2018-07-18 20:29:59 | 97.17 | 95% |